Your face burns a hole in the night
singeing my dreams, visions, bed-covers
Restless Spirit,
holding the moon as my lantern
I star-walk through a vortex
of planets, celestial and terrestrial realms
in search of You...
the Brighter half
of me
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
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