31.5.014 Vignette/ Universe Bubble (WIP)

Amidst the scent of lilacs,
And a euphoric trilling of birds:
Beneath a swirling ceiling fan,
I fell into another world
Only to dream of you.

In the heady high of anticipation,
There was found a dream encased in glass;
A unicursal curve unfurling;
A genuine, immaculate coupling;
Gentle chorus of lovesick moans;
Delicate show of soft toes curling.

31.12.013 New Year

And so I begin again, surer of my footing:
my one path is direct through the hearts of the loving.