“I escape the boundaries /Of imagination” still stunning in such simple complexity. This has to be a boot title – perhaps a compilation of your poems, Yassy. I am past awed by your wordchoice and wordplay, each rings so true and brings smiles of delight.
The color of breath In the blue of heartbeat Sweet strength of unseen.. I find my heart as Soul succumbs to the sweet strength Of spirit's wisdom... My spirit flowers As starglow sparks ivory In a moon etched heart... With heartbound eyes I escape the boundaries Of imagination.... Vanilla laced clouds Wait for the melody of night Ad i find sweet strength In the existence of your heartbeat..