ELUSIVE
From Embarcadero to Grand Central
Gypsy heart will not be stilled.
O’er the roads,
Rumbles down the tracks,
Silver rocket fly afire,
Nights to dawn,
Chasing,
Relentless.
Yearning.
Ever
Yearning.
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Know Them
KNOW THEM
Ah, the way of words
elegantly crafted,
soul therapy,
stir a gentle breeze,
lift up the spirit
so we know,
lest we forget
we
are
Free
~
Gone
GONE
Slipped,
tripped
beyond silent rumors
darkness lights, delights
embrace like satin whispers,
silk immerses you
in morning reminisces.
Last night’s indiscretions,
Wonder why you left them here.
~
Not Yet
NOT YET
Scattered words
Here
There.
Puzzle pieces stay awry
beneath perfection’s piercing eye.
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