I Conceptualize

I have wandered lonely paths in search of my salvation. I have entered woodland tracks in stealth for affirmation. I have looked into your eyes and disappeared in a fog. Love, I conceptualize My Footprints are a travelogue. Leave worn paths serpent-winding that has entered a meadow like a damselfly winging, music, singing falsetto. I am, indulged by a light that's blinding and yet healing it gives me courage tonight sufficient, I'm cartwheeling. I'm a caught fish on a line I'm a sea pearl that's known more dark blind alleys, algae- dark tow paths dated predawn. Than any man can remember but I wake up each morning earlier and earlier, a dissenter or happier, still non-conforming. Love, I conceptualize My Footprints is a travelogue where we both rubbed thighs and were equally hypnotised By just gazing into each other's eyes.