You think the shadow is the substance.
I have no name for what circles so perfectly.
Drum sound rises on the air, its throb, my heart. A voice inside the beat says, "I know you're tired, but come. This is the way.
The lion is most handsome when looking for food.
Love is the reality, and poetry is the drum.
You are a lover of your own experience ... not of me ... you turn to me to feel ur own emotion