A Form of Me

A form of Me

A Form of Me

In this place where
My eyes drifted
With mind on rest
From weary or more
I found a smile
Holding me because
It was the place
That will always be
I no longer watched
What didn't work
Because I was distracted
With what was filling
Always feeling better
Was the line that surrounded
My walking and talking true
Here it became the
Could be it was as
I let go of what was not
I remember a visit
Of shaking until the
Buried left me
Instead I welcomed
The unfolding of the
Place the drifting left
It was only the moving
That I could forget
As the scenery had me
Instead of the caring
The travel became reflected skies

Clouds followed
Even when the moon
Glowed behind as I
Straddled this who I am
into the world of I
Could become because
I am already in the I am
As a place in my mind
Became quiet like any other
I then knew my belonging
Once more among my
Made up personifications
Of me and me and me
To be each story I shall
Share in monster and hero
Could he come beside me
Like drifting on skateboard
Cruise under stars along
My meeting of my stream
Would he reach for my hand
Now that he knows I’m
Boundary tight and
Only the love of both of us
Become more there, here
For time is only a ride here
And source is another name
For watched with pleasure
As I only want the
Honor we could be

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