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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Renewed
RENEWED
Stir your breeze
beckons your wind
comes shield your flight.
Light dark clouds a roar,
Fire the thunder
Rain
Rain
Rain down on me.
Inundate me in the calm
Fresh scent of lost desire.
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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
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Destiny Abridged
DESTINY ABRIDGED
I knew about Paris,
the loveliness of it,
the artist haunts rue Bonaparte,
plumbs the depth of vintage bottles.
Why ever did you fly?
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