These Bahamian Tan Lines


These Bahamian tan lines
Leaving my goodies quite stark
Perhaps you’ll easily find me
As we’re naked in the dark


Celestial Bodies Writhe


Celestial bodies writhe

Stars may not be an answer

But they may be a key

At the end of the Earth

You find no more ground

Dust falling off the coast

Sail around for awhile

Nurture love & freedom

Return to find me here

Within you, I find truth

A value to be upheld

Know the stark secret