sacred datura
clear moons that glow in the night
souls of the desert

it flows through the pen
a letter to my brother
love embeds paper

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if he can only hear
he is not alone

with clear glass breaking
lives pass by without a thought
to feel in a glance

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I will say again,
I am amazed and humbled
by the people in my life
they give so much,
without thought

always stilled
and captured
I try to be
worthy

scattered as my thoughts
stars across the velvet sky
burning as they fall

gather me closer
warm lips whispering on skin
we ride the night waves

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impressions and memories

creating our own reality

everything is now
to experience

stop, be still
and listen