Where some see the stars
I feel your beauty stirring
where some taste heaven
we smell a  fire raging
where some touch the light
you hear my pleasure calling
where some smell the forest
I see an ocean rolling
where some hear the wind
we taste the night dreaming
where some see the stars

Regrets stand at the edge
of a boundless sea, waves
lick at feet, splashing
moonlight into dampened eyes

Forgiveness waits
on another shore, where the sun
warms sunken toes, spilling
radiance over bare skin

Renormalize this place, cheat
the infinite horizon, and I will
delight you in the morning
twilight, for as long as the east  
is as far from the west

the way the wind blows
changed everything
in the beginning

as the winter air
found its way through the
cracks of my doorframe

until storms arrived
riding on cold fronts
to greet longer days

when summer's freedom
gave little thought to
slight movements of air

over piles of leaves
painted by solace
in deepening dusk

where the end settled
and nothing had changed
the way of the wind

this ambient jar
of curses spilling
stones of darkness  
transformed
in joy's pure flame
set high upon a rock

deeply under your light -
waves wash through
my form in feelings -
to fill my breath
with your warm
grace - gasping
the darkness
never again

I never dreamed
an ending, so
I stopped imagining
how these thoughts
started - one day
someone’s curiosity
found my name
etched in hard, cold
stone - reality always
awakens without
an end to the dream