Medusa's Wind
“Let’s go on a trip then,
you and I,
A sacred time
Let the energy pass through us
as we sit a top
A mountain-high
The air a blend of fresh and warm
A tender caress just being born.
“We can go anywhere you know,”
I whisper seriously,
and a bubbled laugh
only Medusa would understand
spilled from my lips...
And the September Wind
did softly blow,
how it softly blowed
As I watched a silly Goose
dance in a wide open field.
A warm September breeze
and I am filled
with the air
of You.”
- September 2022, standing on top of S's black van.
- 2:10AM, Finished February 11th, 2023