Reflected image of you
The pale blue constellation pouring into myself
Where your great shining eyes smile once and you make love to me in the beautiful, violent aurora
I don't do well with talking about myself so I will simply say that my writing sets the stage for my imagination to play. But more than that, every piece I write, whether a poem or novel, is a bit of .. more..
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