"Yo vengo de un no lugar."
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Poems of the Zodiac by Daniel



An open envelope, 
yet a closed book on
the shelf, cold minded,
warm hearted, a seeker
of wealth; a clandestine
dreamer when the
cards have been dealt.


A stubborn high tide,
the beacon in the distance,
passionate dancer; a
rebellious inventor;
a misunderstood
lover - who will kiss you
with fire, who will love 
you with vigour. 


A sharer of burdens;
retracer of footsteps, eyes
which hold the embers
of all they have seen. Will 
gaze as smoke billows from
their dreams, between still
fingers and out to sea.


A sudden storm in
summer, the brightest 
star at night; an
opportunist rogue,
confessor of sins
a master of hearts
a dominant lover, a 
quick kiss in the dark.


A persistent flame,
an amber hue in an 
empty room; a survivor
of turmoil, proud of their
scars. A reliable storm,
a hidden warmth, a
solemn speaker that
seeks reward.


An assassin’s blade,
a midnight roamer, a
moody dusk with 
stain glass eyes; a
fickle wanderer with
a brimming mind, a
careless lover, both
cautious and wild.


Harvester of mementos;
a lover of lost words;
a bandaged fighter.
A collector of keys,
trespasser on dreams,
an unruly vagabond;
a desirer of shackles 
who wants to be found.


The heart in the earth,
a leader in love, an
architect with conflicted
mind. Finds solace in the 
shadow, a reminder to 
live. Has so much to lose 
but so much to give. 


A solemn hearted lover;
a short sighted dreamer
with claustrophobic mind,
conflicted ambition, a
fiery kisser and agnostic
star gazer. Sorrow tongued
poet. A nostalgic nightingale
trying to find home.


A tumultuous earthquake;
betwixt some Autumn 
stills. A lifeboat with
ambiguous sails, a captain 
with the tenderest heart.
An anchor in the shadow,
a hand to hold, a single
rose in a field of bones.


A moody summer’s
evening, an unyielding 
flame, a harbinger of
unfathomable impulse,
the first drop of rain;
is not a sinner, nor a
saint but a lustful spirit,
with an honest face.


A restless voyager;
intuitive forager, an 
untamed spirit, collector
of hearts. Wakes every 
morning with passion 
revived, leaves the dead
buried, eyes forward,
in stride.

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