Wild Racoon

Always connected with all I have

It's all I see in the personified thoughts that pass

But the patterns of vibration in this thought are different

I mirror her animating smile of recognition

For fun we restart, so I don't know her

Never did I look below her shoulders

An organically shaped figure arising mutually with a background of imagination

In still sand we explore our creation

She's lacking in the act of naming

I'm lacking in the act of contemplating

I don't take advantage

Nor do I take for granted

I depend on this thought not

Fermented were my intentions while sober

Never do I look below her shoulders

If you love a rose

Leave it where it grows

Atoms, mana in murmuration,

The resulting manifestation...

How grateful I am for my sense of sight

From the stem to the petals...

Yet, I never look below her shoulders

Heart to heart apart in the dark

Palm to palm I'm led to the park

Animals greet the beings discovering live art

With my feet upon the ground

I look in

I look around

I inhale in

I exhale out

Wearing not even my skin

I'm reaching in

I'm reaching out

Heart to heart led to the playground

I slide to fall

I swing to fly

I clime to cross

Touching the moonlight

Kisses to the mind gives the heart an eye

The soundtrack to life is what we make beat

Her eye says "Just do"

My eye says "Just be"