any night any day...

caught with
pencils between
my ear
a story
not forgotten
a feeling
reminded
in your eyes

ice outside
times are
fast
with moon
glows and
an icy breeze
barren brown death
under the clouds
in two thousand
and eight

but then you
appear
your eyes
and your face
and your body
radiated in the
sunlight
as the clouds clear
as there is no
roof
there are no
boundries
there is nothing
keeping our thoughts
sane
we are
overtaken
with glow
as the barren maples
and oaks turn back
to lush
palms
and the
dead grass
turns to
warm
sand
and the ice
melts to
clear blue
oceans
and you and i
are every bit
of nineteen-forty-nine
once more
for a moment together
and an eternity in though
there are no boundries
here
there are no stops
i've kept to myself
back there
but here
when i'm with you
i feel it
the warmth
in my blood
our skin together
hot and soaked
and moving

a slight breeze blows
the sun never sets here
the love
never
ends
the magic
remains
months after
suddenly i feel it
in the soft bed
the hard floors
the crinkle of the
quilt
and brushing of
the sheets
the connection
the movement
and i need
not reminder
of my madness
is love madness?
does it matter?

no

there are no boundries here
only love
only hope
only you
and i
and whatever
music we set
our lives to

whatever
island
calls
you...