There is a place I go,
lying in the darkness,
I travel a road of stars
leading to your heart
& I melt there
alone
spilling
love
on location
with you.

Hopefully one day you would realize its not that easy to"just be happy"

It was in a sweat lodge once,
you and me sat
deep in the middle
of the ancient forest.
Surrounded by pine trees
& lying in the *****
of our Earth Mother,
we received our sacred names
from the medicine man.
Yes it was true.
Together on a personal journey
& seeking knowledge,
we rode the good Red Road
into bliss.

You became
Miss Hummingbird
& me Mister Bee
& we saw the way
inside the burning fire.
Our desire was escalated
as more water smothered,
stoked the coals
into swirling
hot-visions.

The primal-perspiration
streamed over
our loinclothed bodies,
wanton,
our breathing
became erratic.
And with them lifted,
you gladly received my nectar
from behind in copious amounts
screaming.
I filled your sweet sweet cup,
all the way up to the brim.

And it was there,
connected in the darkness,
we became lost
in a harvest moon dream
& we kissed
forever.

slow on the road yet,
mist rising, as autumn.

birds sing, tea steams.

gently old radio
plays. down in the house
clocks chime, keys hang.

week went well,
all things considered.

we are safe here,
lucky ones.

an accident of birth.

place.

sbm.