I, So Liking

I, so liking to enjoin myself to observe,
and to deeply hold her mind

well worked into mine, all held inside
it, in mind.

So, enjoyed to liken, then (not-nothing)
regardless of reality fielding


dotting her tees: Her:
she, criss-crossing my two eyes—

Laughing, no longer lasting apart while
fallen tumbling;

threshing truths on the venom of hefted lips.