you are

You are within my muddled maze
my one and only power base,
my omphalos, my equinox,
my equalizer on the rocks,

my djungle and my gardenplot,
my hothouse in the smallest lot,
my pillow and my cotton ball,
the smoothest certainly of all.

You are my sparkler day and night,
my Turkish candyfloss delight.
I got you without recipe.
You'll always be my cup of tea ....

July 8, 2015
 

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