Dream Me In Spring

jelly red hearts

And again I am dreamed
This time on chariots of fire
I’m still on the West Coast,
Still wrecking em’
With my ILL-luminating
My thoughts are coiled
With springtime blues
I long for summer
I long for you
Heard you been askin bout me
Are you there at summers edge

Waiting with the dreams of me
I have poems and thoughts to share
winter is withdrawing
Is the ice thawing?
Summer is coming. Again

About Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I create; therefore I am.
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