shadows cast through canopies.
an endlessly thirsting soul.
inside with eyes closed.
the lens is panoramic.
from beyond this veil of confusion
i've struggled to push through.
you blow through pursed lips and the web lifts
and there you are
salt in your hair and sand between your toes
and the glint in your eye
that i saw one time in the mirror
a hundred years ago
when i was away.
the scent of you.
the intoxicating aroma of the world
lures me to everywhere but here
and i don't fight.
i'm a lover, remember?