Photograph "Sun Worshiper" By:
Don Cerrato
The sun is hot
through my hair and
my heart
is set
blazing and scorching in the
heat my skin red
from your words
cast among the shadows
of the canyons
are heard by all
accidental tourists
passing from sight
unseen but witness
the echoes
I Love You
through the chasm
with the winds.
~haze
05/27/99
Copyright 1999
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