flower sun bathing
a bee croons, up and away
pollen stolen—love
flower sun bathing
a bee croons, up and away
pollen stolen—love
words are meaningless
here in this silence where love
has no tongue to lie
nothing belongs here—
to us even silence comes
full of love and pain
when we become as
water we are unbreakable
fluid and flexible
watching a river
reminds me how love rushes
to join a body
get the new book water by Tshombe Sekou
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