Again And Again!

woodsmoke, and flannel; old couples and young lovers curl into each other.... one travelling the roads of memory, one writing the path as they go... or perhaps we're all stepping in footprints left by shadowed images of life pounding the beaches again and again... every touch, every feeling, pulled by the gravity of yearning; finding form after form on the long journey to love.... strange pilgrims talking with their bodies in a language that wont fit their mouths.... coming again and again inside the seam beneath and beyond the souls... great clouds of frozen breath, and the taste of our naked identities!