too much love, perhaps, so be it

blueberries and cherries
I am ephemeral and real, ephemeral and passing
read me drunk and dancing.

come to me drunk
and come to me stoned
come to me in rags in silence and
loud and in your suits

I love you in your love
and your consolation
your free-reign enterprise

I love your in your whole
your pieces
and your piecemeal

I love you
because
I love you in life
we love
loving
I love you
here
and
I love you now.