Love-Alai-Evolve

Fragments of a Creekbed I love the way you focus on me, Even though I look away. I love the way you smile, It's dazzling, bright and blinding. Your face is burned in my memory, Etched like antique glass. A perfect mirror, smooth, glistening, Like a still reflection on a crystal pond. My life has twined with yours. My heart has opened itself to you. I worries me sometimes to be this connected, The attachment frightens and strengthens me. I find you fascinating, There is so much you can do. Your soul is beautiful, soft like down, Your talents, amazing, sharpened and honed. You are one of the most caring people, Supporting many

 The night sky fades to gray as the sun hides itself behind the horizon. The moon battles for glory, slowly brightening the clouds behind and around it. The stars flash and shine as they celebrate the nights advance and, softly at first, the sounds of the forest surround her. A slight breeze picks up her hair, caresses her skin, pulls at her shirt. It raises goosebumps on her arms. She shifts her weight to the balls of her feet, focusing her eyes on the still glowing horizon. Her arms stretch out to either side, wide open to the night. Wings, soft as silk, strong and firm, push out through holes in her jean jacket. Outstretched fully