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To Starsailor from an Astral Hobo

Posted to Action Poetry

the words wash over me
coolness over my heat
the joy of communion
thru cyber touch
opening doors
into realms unseen

the lattice gives pause
to stop-look-see
in gauzed abandon
a flicker of light
disguising itself
thru permutations
of awe crayoled
upon the doors
whose rusty locks
remain unkeyed
never keeping away
the search within

Starsailor, I am honored to write for you.