August memories

Here, on this couch I am visited by august memories Of you: lying here, on this couch Crooning, a well tuned stringed Instrument, plucked skillfully Your voice comes to me In a whisper: are you still inside me? I shiver. I am back to an earlier time When you take me in fully, all night…

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Nebula

Boy meets girl And tequila The roof is lit on fire He lies down and counts The stars. She lies down And counts the stars too He starts at Orion and walks Backwards, meets her at Pleiades. Together they form a nebula A constellation of comets Burning brightly But for a moment.

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Hello

hello, stranger, former lover. how quickly love turned to indifference when friends turn to adversaries, like grape vine turned sour, there is hope. love and hate are opposite sides of the same coin. but when friends turn strangers, like a fruitful fig tree now barren, hope withers falls to the ground and dies. hello, stranger…

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Love is a mixtape

Listen to the voice of the wind Caressing your heart To the soft crooning of Love making your heart dance wildly Listen to the melody of a heart Stirred by passion Listen, oh listen To reggae, to blues To soul Love is a mixtape, a symphony It’s Beethoven, Brahms, Bach. And jazz And hip-hop. It’s…

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Home is where the heart is

when i saw you today, my hands wanted to climb your body, like vines, wound myself around your heart. you are sturdy like the Iroko tree, rooted firmly in the tropical rainforest of my heart. my shoots draw sustenance from you. underneath your strong branches, i find solace, rest my aching soul on your trunk….

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