that smile of yours

that smile of yours 

you weren't

born yesterday

there are some years

washed out

under that

bridge

you didn't just

step out of the

celestial garden

naked

delicious

with dew

(look now,

i've undressed you)

yet your smile

is newer than

the minute,

ahead

my every

leap of

heart

you

are

the

very

brilliance

that's yet

to shine

hidden still

dark matter

they call it

between

the

stars

let it

blow

ain soph aur*

 

        24 may 2016

        a wet morning road

 

*from the Jewish Kabala, the manifestation of the creator as limitless light

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