In Wills Garden
If I could feel for a moment in time all of you, reading words I am.
Feeling the heart as a muscle, subtle like a distant star of your horizon.
We might fade away to night and then rise again, with a burning dream, glowing to catch another glow, to feel the glance of that distance connection I know, like I know my own skin with in me and my bones.
Are you there with the dead reckoning I am here?
Making love, letting go, giving in, and blistering, the storms desire to hold it and feel the rain on my aloe Vera flesh, Chlorophyll, and salt sea-ness of the vast potential.
The storm, the sea, the calm in side of me.
The desire of you when your not even there, I see it reflected in the bird across the crisp sky, the warm calm, the laughter. The heat of your belly after love has set in. The womb of the earth beneath, dirt on my knees to greet me in your garden with'out, the boars. Only the stars, and the sky, the night in minds eye'¦.. I am here.
J Elizabeth Halsey 2006
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