truth

i miss you.

otters miss the water

when they are ashore

i am thirsty

this salt water

drives me crazy.

for two weeks

i have dreamt of you

placid dreams

wild dreams

aviation

fornication

each time

like every time

before

you rescue me

send me arrows through the silver mirror

in a silver jean jacket 

in the clouds

surrounded by beautiful people

you are a Flower King

key to nighttime enlightenment

without knowing

without me realizing

something I will never tell you.

the Priestess in me

the Shaman in me

the Blue Heron 

Frog

Jaguar

Moth

Kingfisher

Elephant

Alligator

Giraffe

and Cat

sing out in me for you

for your flesh

for your desire

your yes

your arrow right on target

your face between my legs

you kissing me

holding me

like in a dream 

you came

and went

like the tides

that wash my

shores every day

every hour

every minute

i want you.