February 2, 2012
I peek down the path you came from, and smile at glorious choices.
Where we speak quietly and we laugh wholeheartedly and our bodies shudder
In the roundabout way we’re chasing each other playing pin the tail on
Through this garden of delight as night turns to day, day turns dark
Deliberately starting where we stop, ending where we once began.
You’ve given me the gift of permission
with my magic tricks.
The spell that wishing is.
Take it as it comes.
Falling away, into the severity that simplicity is.
Our compliance is a moment past control, revealed on the far side of every
Our dance. (Remembering we’re one. Reveal to me a world to come. where
Cause the sun cups my hair as we walk down the street.
With what is here for all of us.
You have seen me. Staring into you. Dreaming into an endless song. Written
I give you the key to bypass my intellect.
Within a season to
Unreason with all of it.
Beneath a quiet mind, there is a volcano of heart, a windstorm of limbs, a
And you drink promises from my lips. From spaces so tiny that there is only
The angel to your left likes me, and so does the one to your right. She
donkeys kicking, governments of fish, and
feeble minds splitting into the pieces they are,
only to find One another again. That is what we have done. Find me, chase
by Emily Stern
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