My 'Me' Time

Envisionus in moonlight..

where your whispers wash down my back

and the thought of you trickles my spine.

Call me on that day and I am yours.

~Think of me on those days that throw off steam

out of fields hot and blurry

Call me on those days and i will scurry,

off to meet myself no doubt;

Those are days that visions carry something within -

and to feel them you need to be alone-

but not alone, not really; you have melted in then.

~Those frolicky days are good for two's

There's me and you and sun, like thunder-

raucous, rich and rascal-like.

But when the smells of wild come calling,

I'm off to tangle with the woods-

alone but not alone, not ever...

Dreaming;

If we painted the water and made it black

a Smokey black that turned to clay

and then wrestled in it,

I think I would sink underneath the surge of love

that so boldly sits between your shoulders

That love is kind, and in that love I guess your mine

but really I am yours

And you can keep that part of me because I've many!

~There was one part of me that rolled with waves

that made me laugh so hard because they tickled

and I rolled out and back with themjust once mind you,

because I laughed so hard I thought I would drown.

~Sometimes I Really miss my 'me' time :-)