romance

there is romance in twigs and stones. an ache, as it is ~
kind of sexy getting ones hair tangled in vines while dirty tears stream down

but. reaching for roots covered by fallen leaves...sigh.

I want to let my head rest,
For a few moments
I want to pause,
even though the moon is helping
and close my eyes,
because I'm about to find,

that I have been running
from that which I am looking