Your presence is worth words of endearment.
So will you take time to whisper them?
Enchanted ears would be delighted,
To taking a listen.

Voice, as a stream,
Hollering thru locks, limbs, veins,
Enlightens the word.

Like mummies of Kush,
On the Giza Plateau,
By the Nile River,
Overlooking Nanginen,
I am no longer
Ash to dust.

Frewo