The Meeting Up

A. Poem.

Photo by Yannis

Suddenly came great boys
called by gods to serve their kind
The meetup was in an island;

In the middle of pacific ocean
together were philosophers and artists,
People of numbers and words

Talking with the purpose
of expanding more love.
Tonight we went out looking

forwards to find the answer
when the only thing we could find
was a general idea, fateful pleasures;

And the territory of my art being draw.
Come back often and take hold of me
beloved sensation,

the knowing where to go —
come back and take hold of me
in my handsome youth,

I bid you to pay attention
and receive the very next opportunity —
samples of his more audacious and skillful work.

Photo by Jeremy

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