This is What Your Poetry Does To Me April 11, 2014 by biochicklet Leave a comment Not out of body, without any material anything, awe and wonder passion and hope Yes, I love you more with every syllable Pity me a bit. You are everything. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: biochicklet Scientist raised by intellectuals on poetry, theater, art, history and music in New York City. Escaped to New Mexico to nature and mysticism. Knowing that the absurdities in this life are what we must laugh at.