Wednesday, March 2, 2022

here

 a rainforest burst against the desert of my lips

              pressed & imprinted 
                        there 
a trace of chalky white sand smelling of the sea & antiquity 
               there for eternity 
sun burning melting my skin to yours along the horizon-line of dreams & vast emptiness 
             saturated with wild wonder I wait 
                 for the cooling of night