Zemira

We live on this world together.

Holy sun

Engulf me

Charm me

Along with the wings of those who burned before mine

Burnt feathers

And curiosity

Always smell of a man who wanted

More.

Combine in a large metal mixing bowl:

One wooden spoon or ladle, tucked underneath your pillows

before bed. One pair of old pajamas turned inside out

(backwards may be substituted.)