Little Poem Of Love

Little Poem of Love

sheer morning in the dunes
flutes in the wind
play a sequence of notes
across the horizon
the ocean constant
the ocean ever changing
cathedral of song
my heart
a strange divinity
opaque night of the full moon
imagine your hands
surrounded by voices
gliding shivering the seagrass
holy its inclination
silence within the circle
little frogs on the windowsill
i have a sense of loosing
myself to hold you
bells in the wind
flare and dissolve
empty rooms and
shadows on the walk
my garden green and astonishing
the patience of a clock
hours withheld
those given with an open hand
conjunction of ocean and prayer


I am a writer & photographer. I was lucky enough to grow up in both Puerto Rico & New York. I am obsessed with Santa Maria Magdalena de Pazzis Cemetery in Viejo San Juan.

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