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Azulene skyband.

My back against warm sand, Watching across, An azulene skyband. Faded from the turquoise glow, Your moody indigo, Kissing my peach city flow. Pink undertones of faded light, Outside and inside, Us, Moving together, In periwinkle delight. Where the orange of a sun, Says goodnight. You’re awake, A tan-kissed, Overcast, Of temperamental clouds, Into the night. You wait, Until the pearl, white moon, Takes over, Me. You like watching, Through the veil of shadow and light,

Behind me.

You formulated this idea in my mental kitchen that I will nurture and take care of you in such ways. Be the woman enveloped with the most secret parts of you. Be sweet to you… You love my sweetness the most. You never had a woman so willing, so caring, that when you walk through the door, towards, the energy I absorb. Anything you ask, I’m your mami, all yours. I don’t even need to know where you are… You are behind me, arms folded, waiting, agitated, becoming even more.

Birdie view.

Black forest.

Black forest is bright, The sky’s darkness is my light. Trunk and leaves and me. Excerpt from Between love poems and solitude.

Blistering suns of the Carolinas.

When the blistering suns of the Carolinas are bearing down on your shoulders at the noon hour, find haven in cool waters brushed by the Southern Carolina air. Excerpt from Between the South and the North.

Bloom.

To love you more this day than yesterday, I have bloomed in spirit of you, And within myself, Despite myself, And in spite of you. I love you. Excerpt from Between love poems and solitude.

Blue breeze.

Original composition and audio.

Blue flows.

Water goes quiet, Abandon pier sits alone. Blue reflects shadow. Excerpt from Between love poems and solitude.

Bluest lake.

Blue is my smile, Over the bluest lake. One tree, On a summer day, Standing center, Overlooking how exceptional, You are to me. You, Behind me, Resting, Your arms, Wrapped tightly, Around the naked parts of me. Each of your legs, Pressed into each side of my thighs, Not setting free. Locking me to you, Your fingers, rough, around me. It is calm now. Not letting go. I feel my spine curling up into,