If you could only see me from the inside out...running in a field of flowers amid the morning dew...Supping white wine inside my thoughts...if only
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
through time zones, I sip from the nectar of your words
as I sit quietly inside your world…. You are here
but I am lost in the winter of my days, still yet...…..
I wait while relishing a bit of your time…It taste
of promises, sweet cinnamon and of infinity…..
A secluded place in the mountains, I have created for
no ones eyes but ours. I shuffle my life into the
shadows when I can’t taste, feel or dress you
inside my mirror… My eyes paint you at the
intersection of each image...I kiss them all
Like a Roman God, they speak
To me………Like a Roman Goddess, I speak
"Ubi tu gaius ego gaia", in quiet reply
EGO diligo vos meus Romanorum Breul. EGO specto thee