In a swirl of water, smoke, red rocks, cinnamon whiskey,
silent Connect Four, laughter and stars – so many stars
I am drawn to you
Slow, floating moments
trees, gravel and the taste of peach juice
I barely notice
In your darkness
and sun
I start to unfold
Connected disconnection
watching the lake change with the moon
this is where I want to be
You hold it all
the questions, the answers
and the stars
This is the beginning