Love’s Camel

Whatever way love’s camel takes

let it take me too,

stowed up on the saddle, swaying,

let that be home.

The past nor future is our own,

only this trapeze moment.

Catch it now as it swings.

Who cares where we are headed,

it is enough to be with

this light filled present;

feel the sway, the night air on your face

stars bright in your hair.

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