Oh my dearest friend
Old as the night
I have done this again,
My heart is polyamorous
Love is love
And lust does not matter
Deep
As the trees root currents
Flowing with the life force under la terre
Writhing golden strands
Flowing to all who are willing to drink
There you remain my love
Ten yards off the shore
And here he is
Across from me sipping gently
"Wont you join me for a dip?"
As he takes my hand he beckons
As I float you smile
And keep your eyes locked on my face
"Come my love, dip your toes in the mud" I whisper to him
The one I love remains on the shore
While another is already shoulder deep next to me
Keeping me afloat

Distance
Feeling the world through the soft exoskeleton forming
Still swaying to the sound of music
From inside my self created bliss
I cannot see you
Only remember your face
If you again can reach me
That will be your own fate

I see you
On the other side
Still holding that piece of me
No mater where we stand,
No mater what places we crawl into,
No mater where ever we may find rest,
Hold onto that,
for it is yours
And no one else can touch it

Burning, burning, burning,
   we watch them all fall down.
There will be no ashes remaining in this place,
   the road we left scattered to the wind.
She will cary them softly,
   and return us all home.

I feel it rising my friend,
This joy vaulting up through my stomach
For life
For passion
Thank you for your courage
From one small town
Across the world
The people will here the words cried from the mouths of the trees
And we will remember
The joy
The peace
Of a time when we all were indian
When we all were human.

Im not here any more
My body will remain sitting
But my mind has flown far away
I am in a world of technicolor
Dancing in a sea of green
That your perfect vision can not see
Twirling with flowers in my hair
I enjoy your absence and wonder
About this crazed head of mine

"Maybe I am just another **** up."
She whispered into my ear
"All of them were right,
keeping me away from their children. and whispering in the dark"
A heart cries from the darkness
and a young girl runs out
Strings from her cut off shorts streaming behind her
She tackles my friend into the mud
"You are free!" she screamed into her face
"You are free! Fight back!" she cried
Tears streaking the mud now plastered onto her face.
"You are free."
At that point they faded into the mud
Sin and savior all one within the dirt