october 24, 2019

raindrops on the airstream

a born wanderer

finding life within the air rather than buried like roots
to be exposed is to be home
to be safe is to be uknown
she knows not of stillness
but of life like music
felt only for a harmonious moment
and then gone
surviving only in the memory she left as bumps on your skin
so beautiful it breaks your heart before you ever realized it could feel so intensely
for to love her is to wish for many painful moons of unawakened dreams