7 City Gates

This... a work that wrote itself. A travel journal of poetry written before hitting the road, over a period of years. Mostly the one before year 0. A time travel journal.

Empires fall. Cities burn. 

Not a why but a what. Not a what but a, how? What it isn't -- seduction, romance, erotica, biochemistry. But all those things. More like, a hunger for lightning, a thirst for rain, and the soul's buried yearning for the sacred.