I taste you in the air.
Ragged breaths of bittersweet...
Upon my wake, the sun became a light;
too bright, like fire just fueling a stove...
Cuddles with my cats
on a freezing winter night...
We were legends then...
Painting worlds with our tongues...
Let my soul to rest
before the roseate glow of dawn...
I am from Y'all and Yonder
every day of the week...
A child so young,
bony and starved...
The road-end, flees like horizons
holding on to their distances...
I rely on little things
to make it to the next horizon...
When cellulite appears before my eyes
I see the dimples on the skin with fright...
dreams dip
in soft waters...
It is everywhere
though we must dig deep inside...