Wandering Soul

I pray ….when I’m an old man
those gods above & beyond
in the depths of obsidian sky
shall steal my meandering soul 
give it to a Gypsy woman
to suckle upon her breasts
under that Bohemian moon
until crepuscular stardust beckons
returning to my body
arising Phoenix ashes 
of another forgotten morn






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