Dappled life

It's a broad backed

Stroll that wends around,

The sweet scent of roses

Passed up for shit every

Now

And then, when it feels tough

Relief

Or not, a dusky

Summer breeze and her

Thighs bubbled with sweat

Her eyes lock, lips part

Disappears into smoke

Fades away.

There is no true,

No fixed,

No solid point of reference.

Light woven amongst dark

Webbed, surprising,

And when the dark hits

Take cover,

Take notes.

Listen.

It is only in the dark

We can hear the Unterstimme

The quiet tone that

Resonates.

Pulsates.

The closest to truth we might

Recover, and yet not

True.

Wending through dappled life,

Glory in the bright

Wonder in the shade,

Hold close those

Close to me

Revel in the finery of

The female body moving

Sensual around me

Tweaks of little hairs,

Gooseflesh,

Searching eyes and wide smiles.

Glory in the Alleinsein

For it too brings bliss

Connection

Release.

This dappled life

Reflected on the

Screen of the world.