Love Jones
like an arrow
that always
finds its target
gravity free
melodies
subtler than
lunar rays
softer than
falling snow
eurythmics
returning always
to the source
seduced me
as soon
as stylus hit vinyl
composed
wonder & awe
bound me
to your mast
wanted to be
that Buffalo soldier
riding the fat prairie
wind racing
thru my hands
knowing
change
must
come

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