ENDOMININE

Along the old road to the secluded, sunshine place,

Dandelion arcs in the sunny breeze,

The night star twinkle and haunt in our minds,

As butterflies drift and i roll in the reeds.

The sun blazes, the undulating hill, the kites flying,

I move in from behind and embrace you,

All our lovers dreams and accomplishments,

I wish away hazy and bright, thoughtscapes beckoning.

Drifting and floating.

I, we, all are image and as i see the white horses and waterfalls we walk back from the paths.

POEM COPYRIGHT PAUL JONATHAN STOKES
ART COPYRIGHT JON HAWARD 2011