Mia Amore

You insatiable

Unquenchable

Cold Harlem in the rain

Earthquake, the second and third shock waves, shock wave

You bully with a backstory

Black amber, amber dimming

Life light dimming

You dimming

Sharp still, bright still, you water

Live

And still

How could one call you by a name

By any name save for love

You tumble weed in violent wind

And you manage it all with such grace

And they all still believe in you

Believe their palms are tailormade for you

That if they wait long enough

And if they smile pretty enough

You’ll come

And you’ll stay

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