I have a plan,
But no clue.

I wander through the irreplaceable night
waiting for the grey vagueness of dawn.

It isn't always so complicated;
the deepest things are simple at their root.

When the wolf wanders into the valley
does she hesitate at the fork?
Does she wonder about the untrod path,
or just stick to the banal evil of normal?
She prods at my kidneys with her nose,
hesitates, smells the remnants of Florida,
and trots onward, not looking back.

It's second nature to love you,
but first to see my wrongs.
It's easy to miss things
in the new darkness of night.

Her restless feet,
take her somewhere;
where she can finally meet
the sky and the ocean.
For years she've been waiting;
barefoot wanderer longing for
sand and sea salt,
sunsets by the shore.

here are the words i'll never say to you.
i love you, truly.
it's a soul crushing love,
one you can physically feel.
all i feel now
is my lost soul
wandering
entwining
itself with you.

Minds wander hours away to a place where we're connected...connected by miles of thoughts that reveal the truth of our senses...
smell (slowly breathing in the scent of hair, sun-kissed skin, excitement, and ***...create a heady bouquet of anticipated sin)
sight (eyes piercing the soul before we start a mental mind f@©k that teases, taunts & excites to the point of no return)
sound (breath in your ears causes soft moans, electric tingle & cries of pleasure, heartbeats combine...all in sync)
touch (mouthes start to devour, our bodies, both so in tune to the other, that, no words are needed only the feel of skin on skin that's on auto-pilot and every touch leads to pure indescribable ecstasy)
taste (the sweet honey essence of lips & tongues entwined, the taste of salt on skin, juices...all combine into the nector of the gods)
Falling exhausted after hours of independent sensual journey to paradise, that, we can slip away to, together, even when our minds are hours apart...