Wanderlust

Mixed messages laced with kind eyes

constellations rise and I follow floating dreaming

wandering into the night and needing space to walk through

what I thought was my sanity

but it cascaded down like a lonely ball

so I tried to vanish with it tossing turning tumbling

lately it’s all because of his stories I stop

stop to stare at every magnificent beautiful grain of sand

I go where the ocean goes

I trail along 

farther than a naked eye on the sea

splash in buff titanium and aqua eyelashes 

big sur calls to me

I think I’ll visit my day now

let it wash away my visible scars 

foreign and profound

oh how I long for warmth in a quiet song

tread light on the cold promise of winter