Awash in the transparency of shallow thought,
sliding in and out, along the shore,
eddy transfixes & hypnotizes, and I drown
am drowning in a current of dream.
There is no moon here, no telling of time,
and a moment is an hour is a day, all is synchronous,
nothing decays. There is no death to fear.
No love, to lose. No tomorrow.
So I will dance as if on fire,
and sing the pattern of my heart,
without care for what may come.
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Please Don't Touch
PoesiaPlease Don't Touch is my first self-published book of poetry, written and published originally in 2012. #51 in Poetry, 3 June, 2017 #85 in Poetry, 4 June, 2017 #108 in Poetry, 25 May, 2017 #136 in Poetry, 26 May, 2017 #149 in Poetry, 24 May, 2017 #1...
