ubiquitous

asks: location
(though in reality “where are you?”
made its verbal appearance,
snaking across wires
into eyes and ears awaiting)

answer,
darling (i cannot stop that word)
no matter the season day
time month mood
madness or none,
find me in your sky
or sun; find me
in your bed, find me anywhere,
for at all times
in madness (what else is love but?)

here i am
was
will be
(never not) —
always,

here

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