Still places
January 30, 2014
Fix the light bulb at night
sampling midnight air just right
fur-covered explorers striding elegantly about
while skin speaks with eloquence
Red, red embers attract the wind
the end of death, breathing begins
bright blue lover with a beautiful caress
emptiness granting romance
Altering to remain the same
counting cracks on the ceiling again
flow of heat showing all the lost places
flow of love, perfected spaces
Flowers bend a knee
notes made of dreams
a time without memory
a place made to feel
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… .. …. such elegant, gentle surrender.
that’s how I was feeling….complete surrender