Black Tambourine

I once asked a friend to pray with me
so we could share each others desires.
And inhale a moment together.

Like a sunset sizzling into the ocean.
Like petting soft fur in the dark.
Or pressing your body into the heat of the sand.
The moment remains
even when it’s over.
My tambourine is still shaking.

PRESS PLAY FOR THE GROOVE:

~ jrb

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