(Poem of the Week) A whispered wish from the grave summoned a timeless love . . . we are moon magic— you are the sun— I wave to you...

She has offered me a gift as I follow her. She tells me about partnership— separateness even as in union— My path leads back to her, the...

(Poem of the Week) IV-5 Following a naked breeze Misty kisses tickle my skin, wet lips sing silent through hazy days . . . My harem of...

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