steadfast spirit
you slipt into
my hither
come lately
in the quiet of
lidded eyes and
hurried breath
warrior of peace
native prayers
heal the wound
clear the space
sweet grass and
white sage burns
away the pain
of attachment
and detachment
time passes
i have gone
but you still
linger on my skin
in my aura
around my fate
gentle kisses
steal my resolve
a mesa opens
a heart opens
a chapter closes
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