h river

it hatches my longing

on the mount of a cloud,

somewhere,

right on its ridge

patiently, it gazes quietly

to a path, lighted by stars,

wanting to catch,

the echo of your steps

at once, a hush river's scintilla,

throbs, thru the cloud's eyes,

voicing up its color's scent

on my waiting's silhouette

and i recognize kisses…

i recognize touches…

i recognize you recognize

(…i'm in your mind)