@atma anna christ
Spring unfolding wings traversing universes unknown
Looking at your face my love in multiple mirrors surrendering essence
Red wine spilled on black marble makes no sense visually only as a metaphor
departing arriving forgetting remembering meaningless moments encountering waiting for you
Opening door morning ritual red geranium blooming for a few days now greeting you
your face your absence your presence your inconsolable sadness
want to make music for you with you for all that matters and all that’s lost
Love or devotion your eyes are my mirror forever…
