An X on Love.

Amongst dunes and stars

Dancer,

an ocean awaits;

conquer

in romance and gold,

Savage,

a red bloom of wind:

music.

Fight the Vendetta

Dancer,

within, without fire;

conquer

along the cold shore,

Savage,

a scarlet diamond:

emotion.

This was supposed to be a concrete poem in the shape of an "x" with the "Dancer conquer lines" forming one side and the other lines forming the other. It doesn't work on fictionpress. I apologize for giving you a half-displayed piece.

Autumn 2007.