flow
With tumultuous ties and binded eyes setting sail for ever free
In deepened woods with shoulds and coulds in search of me
Capsized dreams adorn gilded paths of silver birch
Delving children-led secrets, raising hell-bent lies

Infinite seas stretch on. And you could just fade. Amidst the seagulls squaking. In all-embracing silence and sound.

Touching petal softness, smooth silk caress.
If for love hope is lost, then so be it.
In the words I am lost, in the words I am chained.
Freedom lies in fields and feelings, in grass and grain, in wind and water
Floods throughout soul enwrapped crystalline thoughts of windows on worlds not yet experienced.
Taste in touch.