Sunday, 19 July 2009

Of dreaming, of losing falling winds
water flowing over silken summer.
Light flounders and changes its path
in constant patterns
in silent freckled hands.
The darkness and beyond
and orange light
a dress i wear and embrace
and spiral
and celebrate.
This music i hear and shampoo.
This nightwalk i simmer
This object i pursue
until the dawn arises
and fills my eyes
and my crying
with joy and delight and whisps
of slowly rising never ending relentless pathways.

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