A happenstance in a wintery afternoon
bounded by the shreds of earthly stance
beyond the gift of the spaced bond rays*
at the gaze of an unknown captive glazes
on a gentle voice of an unsung dormancy

On the sphere of these cases of first times
Sometimes when you awake in the void
inside the hollow chord of my existence
at the heart of the merge where we entwine
then drown as kindred uncaged birds

On the sphere of these cases of first times
At times when you fit inside my finds
away from the edgy torrential cliffs of tales  
connected in the alignments of a blissful vent
untensed and piously mused and attentive

On the sphere of these cases of first times
everytime amused by a blossoming seam
a field alertness of all balanced conceptions
retentions, corrections, revisions, intuitions
where your mind holds the nature of mine

On the sphere of these cases of first times
anytime in a world of relentless evanescence
as I drift in the rhythmic nature of our souls
doused inside the deepest lakes of your remedies
*unchained in the pure wonder of your brilliance

she catches constellations in
her dreamy eyes.
in daylight, she runs through
tall grass, clovers, cattails
she searches for sunbeams, for
a speck of hope to satiate
her appetite. she
dresses her spiral curls
in dandelions, lilacs,
whatever lives in bloom.
she carries daydreams,
among wounds,
bathes in the creek,
alone, washes them clean.
every muscle untensed,
every fear released
when she walks in a room.