Starting without.. ending within this indescribable dance.
Nothing said, his silence speaks volumes. 
How is it one can leave an impression that shapes your insides –
But within them you seem to pass without a trace?
Only usually, much later, I find out that some part of me scattered seeds
that grew only to be appreciated much after the fact.
I prepare myself for flight, 
trying to shake off the weight of longings that sit upon my wings. 
I dance into another dream, 
but the last one echoes through the walls to warp the hallway and distort my vision.
I marvel at the marble like patterns, 
but keep moving beyond and stealthily my previous steps follow at a fast pace.
I pick up speed only to realize you’ve stowed away in the hidden compartment 
between the driver’s and the passenger’s seat.
So I give myself a gentle shove 
and jump on my bike to feel the wind cut around my cheeks 
and the freedom of unidentified direction. 
The water in the lake brings me to an entirely peaceful state.
I marvel at the marble like patterns, the metallic shimmer, the amorphic shape shifting – 
indescribable dance of light and liquid.. something akin to a computer generated image.
The currents lift me up and give me a gentle shove towards the shore. 
This feeling, this weightless juncture in water and sand.. is without the dip and catch to my fall, but somehow my movements against the currents extend from myself and within it I feel held amidst a simple bliss.