A jazz man's soul through the wall ?piano tinkling, bass strumming ? voice enticing in a sultry way ? Still, the dark red rose ? tight bud since before the snow fell ?outside my Seattle bedroom window ? Yesterday a few moments learning more ?of a man who lets his hair grow long ?and says he'll settle in New York in a kinky moment ?kind of way ? Remembering cotton wood creek frost hardened spring ? barren tree's knots patterns drawn, ? a rustle in red twig dogwood ?moose calving ? Singing slow rhythmic ancient singing ?primitive satisfying ritual ?sun warming hoar frost melting on wild rye grass ? Watching small yellow brown spotted butterfly ?dancing over turbulent Truckee River spring flow ?setting on mossy rock sunning ? Grasping for reasons why ? asking how it is we came so far without unconditional love, ? monopoly is a game ?Breathing sweet alyssum honeeeyyyy sticcckkky ?sweet alyssum ? wanting to push my nose deep in ?white bush hugging earth where bees work ?Tapping feet in time on ?grass blues~muse mind filled in sound ? head rocking free feeling tunes self~tuning ? Swaying looonng smooth rolling ? legs swinging along roads open fields ? stretching out sweat dripping down back ? cooling body hot ?Placing a hand upon my breast warm ? soft weight sensual soul feeling self~inducing ? state of being in peace of mind and place ? Touching my reason for being ?here ~ beauty in simple pleasures ?satisfying simple needs ? warming souls to simple ways.
Thank you, Lady and Shadow... I can get a little far with how many tangents I can pack in to a poem... glad you enjoyed the journey and thanks for the welcome
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