Friday, August 5, 2011

Hint of water

i want to feel
or fall deeply
in love,
with a person
or with the bottom
of the ocean, holding
up flowers or
stomping down on
them, cutting up
or getting down.  The
crevasses, rings of light,
illusory pools, a glimpse
of la paz, too many vistas,
gorges, canyons, dry riverbeds.
Wild mountains are full
to the brim in this world.
This year too
is a wild one.
If there´s water
on the other side
i´ll find it. 

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