Three Wary Spectres and the ‘Unknown Thang’

“Three Wary Spectres and the ‘Unknown Thang’”

I’ve arrived
in Your lives
like a fistfull of knives
while running.

For, out of the blue—
like some ghastly ‘Boo!’—
I’ve appeared.

Now, I am here—
Chance cast a sudden weir—
‘midst the flows
of Our Lives.

Loving Your Mother
has been such sweet nectar,
yet We Three pass
like Three Wary Spectres—
in ... then out ...
in ... and out ...
of each Other’s Lives.

I long to assure You,
with words so exigent;
I wish to conjoin Our Hearts,
and beseech with reticence:

~

‘Please:
Let My actions ... and My smiles ...
be My testament of care!
Protect You,
nourish You,
and love You, I swear!’

~

Yes:

I’ve arrived
in Your lives
like a fistfull of knives
while running.

So fearful, We are,
of stumbling.
We misplace Our steps—
just bumbling—
.
Yet, not, have We,
‘tirely fallen;
hence, let Us commence
... reachin’, crawlin’ ...
bravely
for that ‘Unknown Thang’:

‘Togetherness’,
or, simply ...
Respect.

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