there are times, these
states of nowness levitated
through skies moon cloudy
and frog sung, we
laugh chat reminisce remind
ourselves to each other
captivated by nightly chants
we pull from full
pockets. of clarity,
we seek to crystallize, or
comprise some understanding
of this sensual fleshen
earthen pleasure, imbibed
libations inhaled sweet
sacramental sentiment.
such moon, such shine
stars that map destinies,
destinations chanced upon.
we find our
selves in the midst of happenstance,
cosmic humanoids afloat
we grasp for friendly hands.
oh how we need this,
being together.
wind and solitude, sheltered
in the company of soul, mates
like companions, ones
to scratch earth break bread with.
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