We wove mystery
and melancholy,
dovetails
and daydreams,
got lost in the mountains,
found ourselves
by the sea
We made love to the moon,
let the dawn be our muse,
our hearts tethered
to their magical glow,
to the secrets they hold,
the brilliant mystique
just out of reach
of our wanderlust souls
We chased after something
we didn’t know,
the shine,
the thrill,
that certain something
we just had to
feel

Breath of Words© 6/23/17

photo by Bryan Castillo