My truth in the moment changes with the moon… embracing my precarious nature that shall teach me something soon. Anything that will keep me from falling off the edge… perhaps it was another lifetime that has now surely past so I wonder around aimlessly seeking shelter from the vast… emptiness.

The countless times I’ve seen you in my dreams… the moments when my eyes were open and nothing was, as it seems. It could be midnight and I would wish that it were raining… that the water would bring you closer and my mind would stop entertaining… fantasies.

Of an unknown time when I called out to you by name… a place I seem to recognize that sets my heart aflame. Just when I thought you couldn’t possibly exist it becomes impossible to dismiss… possibilities.

Ingrained is the image now that I’ve seen your face… I’m compelled to believe I know you from another time and place.  Crossover kinds of dreaming if there really is such a thing… my verbal photography like a butterfly’s wings.  The emptiness filled with fantasies of possibilities, so I’ll just bask in the moments when minds eye… opens.