A desire for, Buddhism, dreams

Bodhisattvas

The children of the sun
Have been fooling
Underneath the new moon
On fire, in scarlet dreams of you

Pass the velvet decay
Near the collarbone of delight
Petal pinks
Sisters’ peaks can still rise

Ardent October nights ahead of us
A soft mouth with some proof
In their eternal eyes, they always knew who
Our lifetimes of aspen leaves
swaying in cadence breeze

Poem: NaRa Digital Montage: NaRa & appropriated from Francesca Woodman

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