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

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

cooling whiskey flames
pool in the corners
of my eyes, drying
under the afghan
crumpled on the floor
where fallen pieces
from the puzzle of time
count off the ticks
of my grandfather clock

gifts that are not
found, but taken
away with each breath lost
unwrapping the unending
layers of your beauty

make me float, drifting
     down your mountain streams
coursing through your valleys
     forested with dreams
of swimming in your rivers
     and diving in your night
drinking from your wondrous depth
     while drowning in delight

Zodiacal signs shift
zones of time through
zephyrs swirling
in our breath - distance
zips down to zero