lips on fingertips
brush my cheek
then back on lips
dusting off frowns

closing my eyes
I feel you

your eyes
unwavering

delving
into my soul

asking questions
but content
with the mysteries

that are buried deep

giddy with the fact
that we have a lifetime
of excavation

dig to your
heart's content, honey
dig deep

amethyst
blinks in light--
seeks redemption

fruits like lights
enticing
moths to the flame

tired of chasing
them away

child of the streets
why do you roam
chasing mango trees

where is your home?