cafe corner across from i love Bali boutique
at a scooter crossing love circles
with dirty work thirsty for a new world
some know the real reality of freedom
and it doesn't come by exchange
cocktails or dinner
how do i look
what do my eyes communicate
do i have the stillness of an owl
creating the collection now called, the family
i am asking the source to enter me
why i stay open
free.
everywhere love moves in conversation
following a subscription of trance, Nicki's
furniture moves the vision
sight moves body
moves at each crossing a new shape
love divine
road side and with no reason.
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