A quarter of a century
my breath has roamed.
On the eve of Winter’s Solstice,
we danced with a cacao fungus
perverting the mild into hysterics,
you smiled.
You smiled the smile that sinks
my heart to my feet
in warmth my core feels
Full.
She was the best eve of an
evening.
The most cherished self-celebration
to have ever happened to me.
You made me feel love.
You stole me away and took me to a
place
where only you could find me.
In the depths of the western coast,
I found you and I at Hotel Paradox.
Lost.