bubba is my buddha bubba is my buddha violets dropped quietly on secret late night runs slipping past my shadows desperate offers left undone her passion through sadness twists kaleidescope patterns light shining from lanterns through her eyes and kisses her dance of compassion willfully fulfilling all my woes and wishes violence finds the center and unties love so quickly chilled winds skirt the sky spring buds killed by winter in calm meditative reprise I repeat my poems and cries years spent blessed by being who is this girl I am seeing? our time has now passed in timeless reflection I am lost in affection bubba is my buddha