Siesta
Siesta of the day I take into my arms Blue clouds and white wind Swaying on the hammock in the breeze Shaded by the boughs of hashish trees My pipe is puffed in… Continue reading
Siesta of the day I take into my arms Blue clouds and white wind Swaying on the hammock in the breeze Shaded by the boughs of hashish trees My pipe is puffed in… Continue reading
Thinking of you on a timeless day A rarity of desert grey Time suspended in my hands A web I weave where you might land Fresh of snow from your cold world To… Continue reading
Soft across the night sent From the wind rising Rain to veil the moonlight Gently from the garden It goes now scented by Desert loam the sparkling Rock world Etched of midnight waters… Continue reading
I peel back reality The lone bed in the cold room And while I yawn now While the ink of the night dries It is to your arms I go To the pillow… Continue reading
The bells will ring for us As dusk falls in the moonrise As the perfumes of the night And the blue clouds waft Tolling will follow us After our long shadows go Filling… Continue reading
We will go now into the afternoon Under the lime trees and palm fronds Out into the dapple wandering Will will go now gathering beams Into our hands come the sunwash Touch of… Continue reading
If a beauty comes with claim of me Tangle it in silver threads I will Of lights of moons that rose and fell The soft of every petal touched Strands of silken Summer… Continue reading