Sometimes before first light
and sometimes within the night
I think thoughtful thoughts
of presents
You would adore
unearthing a layer of love
like an archeologist’s pulse
carefully revealing a lost temple frieze
But what use is a palace
that long outlasts us
structures left a thousand times
even constructs of sturdy words
Its presence arose
upon a strong foundation
giving, receiving, truly, truly
the frieze of our temple
Image credit: Frieze from Siphnian Treasury, 525 BCE
Primitive Joe 
