Unfound

Unaffected.

the late spring heat searches

for a way into my sanctuary.

blades spinning overhead

swhoosh layers of cool and conditioned air

down,

down,

down

to play along my open back

Untethered.

laying here
believing in the possibility of lifelines
that connect my world to another's,
without becoming reins

Unspoken.

the fullness of my heart,
likewise, day-to-day comings and goings,
small choices remain mute,
unshared
and undisclosed;
protected information,
safeguarded,
as if government secrets

Unimagined.

break-up, separation, divorce;
what, years ago, seemed like just bumps
on a long and winding road
became a way of living.
This solitary mammalian life
may bring the means of survival but,
there are too few tender joys
and only sporadic couplings

Unknown.

The lines that make up your smile
the pulse and rhythm of your desire
the true hopes of your heart;
what reason has this poetic sojourn?