The moon fell in the desert’s lap Its dark dunes birthed a brilliant white His face burned bright black from love’s flames The longing of the depth of night A blackness pure, so dazzling Its shadow is the morning light The sun squints at his face, blinking Straining so hard to catch his sight His…
Bamba
- Author By Peter Dziedzic
- Publication date April 9, 2012
- Categories: Original Poetry