a dedication to a stretch of history
when the mind and heart of each puzzled with a novelty
 sincere for a spell of ignored disproportion

my stance was unsettled by your breaths of notion

a ception of me
 lashed
with a drumming of knolls,
 vaulting on casual theoretic planes

Doting circles on unconvinced spheres—
contours sweet with dew, and naive—  rebound with sundry poses
 and fears

        and fading marvel

But the miracle of experience!

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