tonto rides again part 3

a rain on
my head
curves down its surface
into little hearts and minds
pure
electrically
because
but still wanting in mystery

a call telling
to love yourself from
deep below the flowers
pushing up through dreams that seem
sweet and
worthy of life  


'

it's hard to keep the sun from shining

And she turned away in the quiet way of
consciousness awakening from dreams
covered in shadows


into a lake of night
left behind as dreamy explanations
and  me that I should fall so far into this quite
gently simply


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