Wednesday, September 29, 2010


What is left to collect?


Only do I feel kisses on the wind

Radiance received and returned again

In Truth, we could never be apart

Yes, My Heart broke open and it bloomed

Vines, blossoms, butterflies...
a stray centipede makes it's way across a home that knows not time
only to be captured in a dream of distance and separation

If I can touch not your body, so may I touch your soul...
If I can kiss not your lips, so may I sing softly our song...
If I can breathe not your breath, so may I inhale your presence...

May I radiate this Love

Forever unto Infinity