playful

if we were countries the lines would be borders
we could build armies! and great walls with mortar!
yes now with the lines there can be war!
yes weapons for peace keeping loving and more!

Oh my, how I love this line geo-ME-try!
along the equation of xy – me

I am putting a line here below

If you will play Black and White world with me
down here was before you see? you see!
….cause of the line?
down here where we went – I call “the past”
where mystery enchanted and first became last

if we were spirits we would see through the folly
petals from flowers…she loves me by golly!
we could make lines…one here and one there
criss-crossing, bisecting, moist lines and bare!

oh my, how I love this line fil-I-gree!
swirling, converging to sub-max-ill-ary!