In my blood

The dust from old books

the smell of cedar wood

disappear into words

dive bare through being

climb smooth limbs of ivy

ideas glow bright against

the midnight sky

warm gold staff

solid

ivory

sapphire

Cashmere drips from

Tattooed skin in taxi cabs

Beyond the filth of broken streets

back to my gentle home

Where color meets clarinet

Where tone slides past skin

within the weight of snow

I hear your laughter mix with Coltrane

My love unconditional

immortal our minds bend

to deep introspection

From minuscule moments of beauty

encounter a misty dream

Knowing locked between lines

and the red string of forgiveness

life is a downpour of emotion

and an endless mirage of tests

however difficult they may be

the beauty of life eventually

outweighs the trial.