Mountain summer night.
Watching the stars wink in and out of sight.
The breeze
Brushes a wisp
Of my hair into my mouth
And I throw my head back
Laughing aloud
At the illusions.
Mountain summer night.
Watching the stars wink in and out of sight.
The breeze
Brushes a wisp
Of my hair into my mouth
And I throw my head back
Laughing aloud
At the illusions.
Call me a silly girl
If you will
I just don’t care anymore.
And i was tied to the riddles of your mind too long
Crawling along on my hands and knees
Finding scraps and pieces;debris.
Forgetting who I am,
My heartbeat ceased.
Now i am rolling the dice,
Look and tell me what you see.
You won’t even look at me.
I am tired of lie after lie.
Call me a slow girl
If you will,
I just don’t care anymore.
Left or right
It don’t make no difference.
I was a fool in the beginning
I ain’t
A fool no more.
Blink and
I disappear.
And all i see is dust in my
Rear view mirror.
The wreckage of me reassembling.
I am gone and they don’t
Even know it.
And
I am no stranger
To
The wolf nor bear
Yet each time I meet them it is as if
The first encounter.
They have so much yet to teach me.
I am just a ghost.
Transparent.
Silent.
Still.
Dead and gone.
Feeling your
Warm lips upon my cheek
I come alive.
Blood pumps and I exhale.
Flesh
In color now;
Reanimated.
Camping taught me
A lot about life and love.
Building a fire after the
Rain takes patience and
Persistence;
Kindling, desire for heat
And the tiniest of sparks.
Dry earth
Gets thirsty,
Now
Summoning the rain.
When I
Am parched
I whisper your name.
Here raindrops
Fall softly on the roof,
The sweet smell of damp leaves fills
The room,
And here I am
drowning
In
Thoughts of you.
Summer light swirling in your eyes;
Translucent.
Entrancing.
You look up,
Grin at me and continue reading aloud.
Your voice like music
Stirring an uncontrolled symphony of feelings In my belly;
Ecstatic thoughts in my mind.
And the breeze caresses skin.
The birds sing
And we are lost once again
In a place only we know.