i fall in a curled motion

twisting like smoke against the night

moving with the pacing beat of my heart

i see you

standing in shy light

burning up like music and motion

burning up like abrasive stars

and i'm enveloped

wrapped up and lost

the water laps onto the shore

it's the edge of my mind

the end of my dreams

i'm waiting for simple things

i found you while blindfolded and mute

i found you without looking

playing my piano of wicker and light

and rusted fire