The voices never told you

The voices are talking all the time it's when they're not talking and
its quiet i go with the flow make choices and relax, lean back on this sundial.
Twisted black and white sundial of mine.

a drop of oil in watercolor rainbow water

Oh beggars can't be choosers,
But choosers sure know how to beg.

My minds awrap round so many dreams,
Can I just live these life scenes?
Without all these swirling, burning visions in my head.

contact

Tiny, tiny tight woven tendrils
fierce, relaxed human contact at first light.
Delicate embrace chemical-laced moment
breath well spent, felt and drawn.