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 " ... in the room next door ..."

as we ate on the 33rd floor

his eyes shifted

to his chamber drawer 

a feather I could see 

on his mind a tether

he writes my soul

to remind me...

" ... there is a space..."

he wrote, 

" ... with Know treasure ..."

where love rhymes

and the beauty of a point...

" ... comes 

~from The Divine... "

and then...

"... in the Blinding Lights ..."

I could see

"... the best strings, ever ..."