When four wheels carried us

To rivers split by stepping stones

Together for a time

Your black strands whipping

Dancing by day

Each arched footfall

the drumbeat


I dreamed of you

Under falling lotus petals

I gave you my bed, held

The space between

Fingers that could interlock



When we passed through gates

I crossed the border

Scandalously dressed

We broke the rules together


I placed the wedge

You swung the hammer

Red hair like you loved to brighten my blue

Keep coming back



At twenty-three the curtain lifted

I returned without limits

Knew myself –

I desired my dust to be mingled with yours

Forever and forever, and forever


And now

Dust clouds underfoot

Learning to linger

Counting breaths

Call me Gautama

Maybe next time




via Daily Prompt: Youth