Friday, August 12, 2011

Sambas

what keeps you
running one at a time,
a single petal,
one little note
one little note
of guitar.
chords echo in
the night,
the night holds me up,
and i´m face to face
with the moon
and with the sun,
my goddesses;
and the thick forests.
Eating old trees to
sustain all the grace
to birth a few new ones,
now, all held in
til just the
appropriate moment, then,
out in a burst of sweat and
tears and blood, love
runs all the way
in and out again. 


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