i am

i am
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Can the architect contrive a space where love occurs? not occupied simply but lived?
Could they, for example,
fashion apparatus focus early morning sun
on note left from lover reluctantly departed? (“Coffee ready. Just press ‘On’.)

Could they, for example,
make floorboards creak invocation night she could try to sneak with pie fail miserably you both die laughing
invocation of forgotten tune a delicous toothsome moment long past?

Could they, for example,
may see us making love just because we can and I just don’t care?

Could they, for eample,
make it be its been a long time since everything has felt so right?