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I watch you
from between orange blossom branches
You pretend you are a snowcapped mountain, cold, distant
I run towards you, excited, bear footed, my arms trying to
reach you
Palm trees scrape my heart, they turn my dreams into ashes
There's so much smog I can hardly sense your love this
winter, my winter
Icons cry tears of fresh mountain streams...I am the deer
who's thirsty...
The faster I gallop the farther your clouds float away from
me
It snows memories of clearings, warm springs of playful
youth
With daffodils behind my ears, my Soul rolling through raw
grass...
I wander, I don't know where I am, You guide me to your
shelter
It's warm for the very first time, I am happy... I'm happy,
hot and wounded...
Latest News: "Mount Soledad -
The Deepest, Empty Cave Discovered"
(Soledad: Spanish for Solitude)
Iolanda
Scripca, US—Ekphrastic
English Quintain: Spring Viewing
Iolanda
Scripca, US—Photo Art Gallery
