Poetry

Love With A Thousand Faces

Sex and Power

I want you to see me
against the backdrop of the desert
in my fantasy you
are you

seeing me
I am a mirror of your perfection
you are the projection of the sun
we touch each other through the wall
of history
of otherness narrated
reaching for itself
across the divided

we have transcended history
where you put your hand
we are a miracle

where I have put my hand

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