A Library of Rumba (2025) – Poem
A Library of Rumba She was there before And younger after Way after she stepped into a galaxy of heaven. But it wasn’t just an untouched sky It was the floor her toes brushed against And groomed into a moonlit carpet of stars that won’t ever bury. Never bury, she said. To unearth her forbidden love of dance, She entered a courtyard, leaving behind a dark, enchanted forest – A gathering of ancient trees that sparked a passage of rites To a secret soul A crossing path, it was. If he were a breathing book, I only see its spine on a wooden cot At the edge of a rustic bedroom Facing her...
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