Unspent Desire

amidst roiling cloud cover

steeled in color,

buxom in timbre,

i climb to a summit

suffused with unspent desire.

walking among fronds

which touch knees

curling their way toward

branch and lichen

spreading thinly above,

i wonder where all the time went

falling between fingers

splayed to the sun

objects lost in time,

disarranged,

disrobed by thought.

each a universe unto itself.

head rests upon hand

soaked in the brine of dreams

to preserve them.

transmitting desires

transmuting dreams

i float outside periphery

becoming more real

taking on substance

unfiltered by the clock

and above,

silence.

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt June 21, 2012. Do not copy or use without the express written permission of the author.