77: Beginning to get the picture. Beyond the blanks

you can taste love printing out time’s progress to eternity:

Our love (a winner when you take a look) is a time share in choreography.
Joining you, me, my writing learns & shows the shady stealth of other men — committed to giving you children delivered from their brains w/ backsliding wipe-outs & their aftermath:
Nursed on your beauty’s imprint.