We were here, touching the stars with our passion. The chilled sensation became fire hot, we melted in each others embrace… Was it the sun, or the moon that woke us up? Sensing your abandon , I became aware of your freedom… yet, was I free to believe with you? Outstretched arms catching our falling bodies like dancing wild grass, weeds and hay . The wild breeze is ever so rhythmic, swaying, soaring, and finally growing more faint until the still of night ……..




