Ethical nature
To draw one out
Protect from predators
When they hide
On the inside
Under rocks
Not out open
How easy to mistake
To mimic a threat
For safety
But scare away
Own mate
Funny how I know
When I decide to
Stop chasing
With words
That'll be the day
You turn around
In the heavy silence
Between us
Where only smiles
Are found
Tell her that you love her
If not with words
Any other thing
Without a doubt
Most important
Need to know
Life or death
By an inch
Holding one
Away from cliff
Sudden drop away
To vast ocean
Of loneliness
Tell her simply
For vast open sky
Meets horizon
High and deep
Where love consumes
Our solitude
We float away
To worlds unknown
Forever
All done through the night
Holding on to the next
Wondering aimlessly
Hoping for return
Falling softly
Blossoms surround
Lift my face
Above them all
How to prevent
Idea of you
Growing so tall
Looking into you
Colour your world
Wrap you up
From head to toe
Fingers weaving
From one's soul
Heat flows
Melting snow
With every word
Come undone
Light a candle
Burning only
For one
Rich dark chocolate
Crema on a flat white
Tremble rolling bowling
Slippery smooth
Lips touched by wine
Low lights
Sinking eyes
Blues in bed room
Mezzo alto lullaby
Singings strings
Rosin glide
Hearing harmonics slide
When you speak
Into my life
Image credit ~ Emma Haynes
A multiverse grows
Out and beyond
Over and within
Unexplainable
To the naked eye
One only sees a light
A smile a look
A gracious word or two
The only way I know
How to love you
Is in spacious place
Wide open spaces
Long learnings ago
I hoped for one
To explore the cavern
Find the open door
My mind is endlessly
Travelling back forth
But pinpoints perfectly
On one such as yourself
A cocoon
Urging me
I have all
I need
Spinning round
Intimately
Fine silk
Weaving
Remaking
Every cell
To offer
Freedom
A bus stop
Evoking
Memories of
Endless waiting
Playing hopscotch
Leapfrog to
The next stop
Looking overshoulder
For my number
Standing back
If not
Not chancing it
Not getting lost
Walking the route
All the way
If needed
Enjoying
The scenery
In case
I missed
The bus
I dedicate my writings
Dear Fanny Cochrane Smith
I lived upon her land
Learned what gratitude is
It healed my very wounded
Heart, spirit, mind
So I wish to return
To all of her kind
~written on kunanyi lutruwita / Mt Wellington Tasmania
Is clear there's something
Between us
That which keeps us apart
Holds us together
Rather than deter
It makes me want
You more
The image I portray
Is simply a gentle fear
That if it were to disappear
Our love would fade away
Count the stars of heaven 