Shiver in the dampness of,
a twilight journey.
Stand lithe and bare under,
the light of Venus.
Feel the quiet sounds of dawn,
filter through your soul.
Let the cool breeze steal away,
your contented sigh.
Inhale deeply the sweet fragrance of,
a restless wind.
Stand tall under the stars and reach,
to touch the moon.
(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
(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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Stand tall under the stars and reach,
to touch the moon.
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Anna