I slip you between life pages
& you sit a graceful (swan)
your utility replaceable, it is not gold
your soul the lions of Daniel
that did not harm the angel. You
starry like Salvador, Yin
Yang, Warrior Queen. You
are life preserved forever –
photograph, poem 9 imperfect
specks of God – eternal green. You
guard knowledge, like Sphinx, fly
in wind, you cannot be contained.
Universes apart, your scent, my dream.
Photograph. Poem. Mark.
- Pola Fanous reads "MYINTERLUDE"