Friday, December 21, 2012

about me

hiding each night
in a different

unconsciously placed
weightless as the new sky
the language between our dreams

like stepping over something slowly
in the dark
this deep falling
this love
warmed light


1 comment:

Whatever said...

still thinking what to say
I fall into the spaces between
what I mean
and what I know,
The alchemical dance
of reason and feeling,
weather Love or high water,
in some other insomniacs deep but fleeting dream
I sleep
in God's own peace
I fall gently apart