I see you at my minds eye
misty eyed and wondering...
sleepy sighted from drowsy dreams.
The thready pulse dances a steady beat
to breath that curls in cough and clearing
the steam of passion as slow release.
Turning keys of genome geohist
and hinting of tints that did not exist
til now... when I saw you hiding.
Biding time which disappears
from then to when and back again
the circle is spiral in disguise.
I spy a star in the sky
it coils the senses
adds to its tenses
and makes a wondrous
answer to... why?
