Written as a nod to a selfless activist friend whose last breath will surely become wind beneath wings of the oppressed.

Written for a special friend across the pond, who I missed stubbornly, dearly.

This poem came from the restless mix of desire and creative fire that lingers when someone stirs your inner life and then is suddenly gone. It’s about missing a presence that sparked both my mind and my body awake again—someone whose absence sharpened the longing rather than dimmed it.