Equines & Embryos

For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.

I want to see you. Know your voice. Recognize you when you first come ‘round the corner. Sense your scent when I come into a room you’ve just left. Know the lift of your heel, the glide of your foot. Become familiar with the way you purse your lips then let them part, just the slightest bit, when I lean in to your space and kiss you. I want to know the joy of how you whisper “more”

breathe enough to accept the air unfiltered, i don’t care what season it is, experience the ability to live with consequences you may never understand; caution can be the worst poison.

In the depths of my soul, I longed to be a part of something large and good; something that required all of me; something dangerous and worth dying for.