REACHING

REACHING

You rolled in like a mist over my mountain

creeping

through the sanctum of my secret desires

transient thoughts that travel on the breeze

where you intercept and freeze

them like snowflakes

...crystallized memories

falling

from the clouds to descend back on me

Like a wave licking my shores

your words roll into my ears

You enter me by stealth

filtering

through me

like sun caressing the cloud tops

...you are a ray of fleeting awareness

reaching

deeper and deeper into my being

So close

...almost too close

Penetrating

illuminating

my most furtive moments

you capture them

and give them back to me

I run my hands through the mist

to take hold of the phantasms within

Until I can taste them on my lips

(c) Teresa / Divinia 21st June 2014

First three photos are the property of Rory Jackson

taken around the Seattle area

and have been used with permission

please do not copy

(c) rj2014