Christmas In Los Angeles

A warm kiss caresses My lips The city appearsColossal, bright, & intimidating fromthis rooftop downtown It is from This view the moonSeems like a haloIt is The crown around your head that causesThis warm kiss to brew a fire within my insecurityA wildfire(from an angel to a sinner) It is the strength of this warmth…

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When In Sundance

When in Sundance, Where I only knew about the festivals, I started my own fireInside a secluded cabinSo hot I opened the back door, I wrote. Popping almonds into my mouthSnow threatened to fall, or promised.I wondered about seasons and thought Obsessively about my lover. My fellows mistook my seclusion For looniness,For loneliness nestled between…