Wild Racoon
Always connected with all I have
It's all I see in the personified thoughts that pass
But the patterns of vibration in this thought are different
I mirror her animating smile of recognition
For fun we restart, so I don't know her
Never did I look below her shoulders
An organically shaped figure arising mutually with a background of imagination
In still sand we explore our creation
She's lacking in the act of naming
I'm lacking in the act of contemplating
I don't take advantage
Nor do I take for granted
I depend on this thought not
Fermented were my intentions while sober
Never do I look below her shoulders
If you love a rose
Leave it where it grows
Atoms, mana in murmuration,
The resulting manifestation...
How grateful I am for my sense of sight
From the stem to the petals...
Yet, I never look below her shoulders
Heart to heart apart in the dark
Palm to palm I'm led to the park
Animals greet the beings discovering live art
With my feet upon the ground
I look in
I look around
I inhale in
I exhale out
Wearing not even my skin
I'm reaching in
I'm reaching out
Heart to heart led to the playground
I slide to fall
I swing to fly
I clime to cross
Touching the moonlight
Kisses to the mind gives the heart an eye
The soundtrack to life is what we make beat
Her eye says "Just do"
My eye says "Just be"