It...

It has only been a few short weeks.
Since that night.
Though it could have been years.
I am so much further from understanding it.
Than even at the start.
I have come to accept it.
The peaks are no longer as high.
The valleys not nearly as low.
I have given up attempting to define it.
It exists in some time.
Some space.
Some dimension.
Beyond my comprehension.

It simply is.

if it's possible ..

I am going home.

In the dark ..

It was there
In the shadowy corner
Of the back room
Hidden deep
In the recesses
Of her mind
Barely perceptible
Quietly beckoning
Waiting
For her
To acknowledge
Its existence

Please leave the
Lights off

Ignorance is bliss

{like most of my thoughts incomplete ....}

Part II ???

upon the forest floor i lay

i laid my head to sleep
the leaves that beckoned me to stay
kept me warm for sleep

the sun brought back reality
it woke me from my dreams
that magic dust had brought to me
those travels in my dreams

i wandered back into my life
past all the things i knew
the plainness cut like a knife
yet i was all i knew

when in town, i walked the streets
into the coffee shops
hoping for a friend to meet
i'd walk along and shop

on the corner sat the church
in the steeple was a bell
there i saw a pigeon perch
in the steeple rang the bell

into the bakery i did roam
the smell it bid me in
inside egg whites frothed in foam
the devils food was sin

all day long i thought and thought
about that magic dust
the dreams that it had brought
had caused for me to lust

i wanted to be back at sea
to sail upon my ship
i heard the stars call to me
oh to take that trip

I wonder ..

Perhaps you are the superhero we created in your mind.

I am...

If I were to fill a page
With every subconscious thought
Or feeling I have
It would have the same
Three words
Repeated
Over and
Over

And not one
Of them is
Love