run run run with me
off the map and don't look back
miles above the ground

..................................................
for no reason other than
wanting to escape
into this long
twilight

that twilight colour
my feet need to leave the ground
horizon in flames

alright,
the wind has changed
the light grows long
I cannot stop what it does to me...
Love it/crave it/dread it
.....................................................
standing in one place
years in front and behind me
running standing still


stop, listen, and tell
me...do the years define you?
no, I am here now


can you feel that wind?
from the day leaving the sky
minutes pass to years


I will not stand still
don't look for me behind you
stretching into space



slide across my skin
slow trails of heat to follow
deep hot explosions

............................................
lots of reflection tonight
unexpected open doors
that I glance into as I go by
and I won't even talk about that last one
except to say, it could be
a whole separate blog
so much more there...

trying and trying
to understand where I am
why do I know you?
.
.
.
5:30 am
yes, it has been a long night
lives left uncovered
.
.
.
the night is quiet
beyond the expectations
dreams mix with the stars
.
.
.......................................

so much more to say

but so very tired
and does it really matter?
I will listen and wonder

and only answer 

my own questions

breathing the mountains
I am calmed to a simmer
cool wash of silence

with dark energy
I am vibrating tonight
the night waters deep
*
*
*

I cannot sleep when
so many doors are open
going through them all

trying to gather
images of skin and heat
pieces of myself

damn...awake again
with expectations and hope
blue ink on my hand

not mine, but others
fitting me into their plans
expand to silence

I remain my own
see me and I will see you
stripped free, and waiting

.............................................

maybe better as conversation
but an interesting challenge in haiku

and life goes on...

I sat down to write
the words refused to be still
wandering about

lightly I touch you
drifting along your smile
lost in the unsaid

clear and full, they flash
in and out...shooting stars
people in my life

holding on gently
eyes open, blind with effort
my heart flies open



scrambling, laughing
sand and cold rain on our skin
we race the storms edge

no words
just life
shine

stop and watch these words
glowing...fading...expanding
they can pass through walls

like breathing, a touch
so needed, trails along skin
slow discovery

on air thick with the
smell of pine and creosote
the river races

the net has been cast
pulling deep beneath green waves
eyes locked on the stars



water surrounds me
even here in the desert
heart beats and waves crash

gathering myself
small pieces thought lost, found in
unlikely places

sifting through the night
sparks of thought through my fingers
whispers on the floor

knowing no other
I can only return here
lost inside myself

..........................................................
but I choose to be lost sometimes

whether it's in myself, out past the horizon,  or deep in dark eyes

I find so much when I'm lost, and then...see the world differently

there is a beauty in the unknown