Light Tribe
Not hautes
Not lashes
Nor bodies of gawk
Or posing dead spirits perched in muscular bulk
as scintillating
SPARKS
Ignite
soothing a talkative listener
EZ to read your palm
a line of eternal life runs all the way to the heart
No body art
or memorized part
only
generously glued
mesmerizing
Eyes
smiling
just
like
You
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I love, love, love a centered poem. Also, the way you play with the font and capitalization works well. ‘EZ to read your palm’- 🙂