Flourishes of steel gray sky sporadically emerge
from the wind-tickled treetops
as she gathers momentum
one bounding step at a time.
Rhythm dancing like war drums splattered
against a tattered horizon.
She runs instinctively,
memories drifting away
from her throbbing center
like rebuked moonlets,
like the emaciated eyes of the wind;
a well-worn junkyard maze of muscle memory
guiding her through the circling buzzards,
each fleeting hazard briefly elucidated
then returned to the darkness,
then returned to the darkness.
yanking on the spindly strings of her heart.
Like the well-worn pages of a beloved paperback,
her beauty, too, is built in stepwise fashion:
by letter, word, phrase, and sentence,
the unfathomable and intriguing result
being a waterfall of elegant inevitability
that splashes like a conjurer’s trick across the stage.
The galaxy churns,
as I await await the splendid embrace
of your smile in a pitch black room.
The rain blankets the Earth,
as I cozily sit like my legs were made of springtime,
knowing the wildflowers of sentience shall stream over the landscape
in a riot of introspection and thunderous rumination.
and you are multidimensional.
Everything I create
is in your honor.
and move toward wholeness,
I counsel myself.
Yet it is always without forgetting
what the shape of your hand in mine will be,
how it will feel to explore the boundaries
of mere molecules, bodies and minds united.
we journey onward.
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