Thoughts become words...
This just popped out today, inspired by someone else's words. One thoughtful blast of text deserves another.
Indian Summer Vision
In the center
of this tumultuous sprawl
is a pocket of redemption
that attracts
spectacularly.
To seek and to sample
this moment and place
is to cascade, to somersault,
into blinding encounters
with sensual shyness,
and erotic innocence.
Unhinge, cast anchors,
be spirited aloft.
Like a Catherine Wheel,
soul-whirling, breath-taking.
Indian summer visions
with eyes electrified,
coursing and fractalized.
Dream vs. Reality
Realizing dreams
Breathe spills as blood flows,
a rapturous circulation.
Indian Summer Vision
In the center
of this tumultuous sprawl
is a pocket of redemption
that attracts
spectacularly.
To seek and to sample
this moment and place
is to cascade, to somersault,
into blinding encounters
with sensual shyness,
and erotic innocence.
Unhinge, cast anchors,
be spirited aloft.
Like a Catherine Wheel,
soul-whirling, breath-taking.
Indian summer visions
with eyes electrified,
coursing and fractalized.
Dream vs. Reality
Realizing dreams
Breathe spills as blood flows,
a rapturous circulation.