Aug 14, 2008 00:45
Record breaking closeness..
he layed in the sun glowing and the
crunch of my feet on gravel
sounded like the caving of glaciers
I was nervous yet oddly comfortable
with the dragonfly chaos in my belly as his
blue stained hands touched me.
Mt. Foraker, Mt. Hunter and "the Great One"
stood Loud and profoundly naked as we stopped the world and melted
for a brief few hours at Denali National Park ..
I was reminded of freedom... while we rolled in the garden of unlimited possibility
my vision of a freckled nose yearned to hatch, my eyes sharpened, and I felt relieved to discover
good intent and even beauty.
Perhaps we are both professional pretenders, luring each other away from our stale repetitious days..
and this pregnancy is a mere and temporary refreshment...
but i will sip from the sweetness of sensual nibbles and be
drunk
with thoughts of love....