Liberation of Imagination, of Body, of Exotic Lands, of Laughter

I met you when the day left in mist and brought in my unconscious.

Inside shared skin the night is awake, the rivers curve and the hills roll in, we’re laughing as the light rain textures our hair, we are running with the pack against nodding emerald grass lands.

Everything is deep strings, winding quartets, glistening like diamonds in our eyes from our lips to the sea.

There’s something magical about this love, this union, this family, this land, this dream. My soul enchants my veins luminous.

I can let go when she speaks with wildered joy and dancing feet.

Beneath my toes, the soil is drumming. I can taste creation. The heat in my body centers, then release. Flows into rhythm, harnessing the wisdom of many suns ago, re-layering our earth for the second symphony.

So the song begins.