views from the palace cave window & a poem

my subtle dialogue longs to dance with you.
incapable of speech myself
i hunger to use your voice
my will and yours align
here lies my only choice.
the choice to touch
with hands
who’s tips speak
through the heart
to see through eyes
that beam with rose filled spark
my longings are simple
my ways are many
i see your path and provide
i see your tears and bath
in their pure pools.
let us unite now and forever
always choosing this
always coating with warmth
that pushes to the middle.
always burning in the center
the tickle that knows truth will reveal herself
always a gift
always a friend.