love thee

Full Moon 

March 31, 2018

-follow the signs-

speechless

Fuego

it burned eternally 

the waltz that never was

ignited from deep within
a brief instant
she stopped
just to breathe
"what do you have to teach me"
she replied
--the art of letting go--

differentiate

Hostile or friendly,
I was unsure
for up he climbed  
& observed all 
from above
silently, always
and in a moment
---he disappeared

faith

& escape

refuge

refuge found
beneath that which sought the light

sense of hope

tell me  

when

you first

became aware

perhaps it was unexpected,

and you oddly feigned the contrary,

for me
my heart it revved and pumped.

and within it began to pour

light o light, you fill my world

It's been far too long  

but soon I sense 

we shall witness you 
in your full

and reverent splendour

Reflexions

"these two are going for a walk" she said. 
Her jaw dropped for she couldn't believe what she was hearing, 
the proposal was inexplicably perfect.  After all those years, swimming amidst embattled depravation, culmination finally seemed close to being realised.
It was one of those idyllic summer afternoons; not insufferably hot and with those luscious "cooling" breezes.  Why had this never occurred to her before?
It seemed so obvious but at the same time... Unnerving, for part of the scenario was the underlying passion that they had both hidden for years, and the improbability of its fulfilment....
but then she awoke, --what was it this time, the buzz of a mosquito, the howl of a cat...?  --in any case, the dream haunted with its most delectable hazards.
Then came an opportunity that neither would soon forget.
for time was escaping, and the Q ToGo had suddenly come out of standby.
"I see you in me."
I've been waltzing with you for years....
 -I am the manifestation of your creative self-

*Inhale*

fight it

every inch of the way

avoid filtering out the stale

let certainty simmer

for lest one moment 

one shall NOT

cater to frivolous

flights of fantasy

that carry you off the boat of tranquility

and lifts one into the air of false reality

resist at all costs 

that hear and know tells you 

where its truly at

but if you find yourself

smitten

for one brief instant

take a deep breath

and inhale the absurd

delirious love that you felt

for the flight of that far off bird