No thought
consuming
No reason 
yet, I sink –

soft cushions 
fluffy clouds 
sweet company 
on a bed of nails

the fantasy 
includes danger 
adrenaline 
leading me on

To fall back 
completely 
To let go
carrying on 

There’s bitter 
in sweetness
There is hope
in deepest fear

Paralyzed only
by wonderment
Motivated ultimately 
by devoted love

my heart is a garden

bursting with blooms

shining emerald brilliance


buds, petals and blossoms 

rejoicing in their cool

milky-pink rose quartz glow


fairies and fae folk 

dancing and singing

round an endless fountain 


love abundant, pouring

from the endless depths 

of my eternal soul

A breeze tickling the peach fuzz on the back of my neck
Yet, it cannot be
Indoors, the windows all shut up. No fan on and no one’s breath but my own to move upon my body
Still, I feel it
A ghost of lover past? A memory contained within the fabric of my cells?
Somehow, a reality
Nerves flare, skin becomes more aware and I swear that someone is watching me
Could it be?
Blinds are closed and besides, the roads are far and long to get to here
But when I close my eyes –
I smell him: hot caramel sand, sticky fresh fruit and an island breeze floating up off of an ocean current
I don’t even know this man
I feel him: firm hands and strong arms framing my figure as I drape myself across his tall silhouette
Are we dancing?
If only I could see beyond these walls and trees to where he surely waits for me
No other explanation –
His soul is permeating the distance, distorting moments, bending our current realities –
How else?
I’m neither here, nor there
Yet, we’re getting closer
I could disappear into the sensation, allow the fantasy to overcome me
Dissolve into the fantastic of our reality