Soft Flowers on the Bank Grow..

along the way 

he picked up a rounded river rock

tossing it in his hand

cars coming towards him lighting his path

cars going his direction 

over the bridge 

river flow

soft flowers on the bank grow

grasses and herb..

silicon dust coates everything

except some folks can extract it

short on partiality

long on love

when could you let it go and hold me

he thought

when could your wall crumble and we dance under the highest tide full moon..

good night 

I’ll see you in the morning Lord willing

in my divine dream..

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