I love your hair,

the thick, coffee brandy color that

      drips

down the side of your face

and dangles

just above your shoulder.

I love the way you move.

In slow speed

you walk by;

I dare myself to venture

beneath layers

you've wrapped yourself in.

I want to swim in

the lake of your mind, to know

every ripple

         every rock

every piece of blessed pollution

that makes you

who you are.

I want to sway with the motion

of your heart,

to become seasick and

find myself stranded in the middle

of your ocean...

with no shoreline in sight.

 

 

                      -Radiance