Like smoke rising

from hot embers

effervescent and churning

an undulating mixture

of chemicles unknown to me.

Hurrying on

with out a thought

whose left to watch

where you go.

                                                      Your gray  wandering tendrils




Only to fade away into oblivion.

Unsatisfied smokey hues

a monochromatic medly of energy

I could pass my hand through

and wonder at your substance.




You feel like air on my fingertips,

I see you wafting through me,

an effervescent mystery,

a vapor of wanting.

I watch you ride away with the wind

and I am left still contemplating you.


© Hummimgbird 2005 – Picture by: Emi Haze

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