write to me

write to me
write to me so that i may
see the form of your hand
the shape of your wrist
the curve in your elbow
write to me
so that i may read
of time lost
and found again
of freedom gained
of passion past
of a smoke filled room
the beat of a drum
solid schist crystal
sentinels of our dreams
in which we touch
the angels you have birthed
the waves i ride
write to me
so i can remember
how it was
our dance with the moon