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
This poem is about:
Our world
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