BASIN

Cold water
white basin
turqouise dreams
periphery schemes

a light flickers
like a storm
hot on approach

I feel my heart
beat against
the threshold
I memorize the
history

if you were here
you could stop
me

I feel freedom
clean
blue skies
and soaked boots

how I dream of your
hand in mine
let go and let
all that tumble

hold on
and walk as dusk
formats a creative
development

I hold the edge of
a smile for you
I hold the warmth
of this love
where nothing can
reach it
save you