Countless nights I’ve covered you
in clouds and slept nearby. I dream
you are stoking stars within
and forming constellations of a universe
that rushes to my arms. I dream
history’s unchained and you and I
are as when I found you, an island
at my center. Change to worlds
of light, and tender dreams.

em>Charles Bane Jr. is a full time poet. His work has been published WPB/NYC and Anything Else on wordpress. com, and in print, in ” I Was Indian: An Anthology of Native Literature, Vol.1″ . He is the only non-Native American to be included in the volume.

He is preparing his first chapbook for publication.