dream of wonderful things

this is for you to read
before you go to bed some times
in the crickets and the moonlight
depending how far we are
and for stanley meyer
who did what we dream
with water, water!
and the water sea across a rift in time
and ive spoken of this before.

stop.

and again the fire that moves when you are there
with them and they see your smile and hear your epiphany
and your twirling curling lippage
that mine miss so, so!
and you hear me crying 83 miles across the savannah
at midnight
and deep sigh we have chosen this intensity
we are insane, beautiful, lovage
conglomerate of everything we've ever known and which we bring
to the table - a round table made of wood
that you built and i painted
and children
we will be the children.