Red

Backdoor whispers pierce me
like the homeless at a free luncheon,
overpowering but with a gentle hand.

Lava flows from your mouth that speaks native melody,
why don't you cool your tongue red woman?
Universal dreams can only bring you so far
while our sun is the only map you need.

Rescue us
Breathe
Dive into harmony.

J B Conway is 26 years old, resides and works as a police officer in Mobile, AL. Just had his first poem accepted at Friction magazine and is putting out his first self -published book of poetry titled bathing in gasoline late in the year.