four haiku from california

The hairs on the back
of my neck raise like the heads
of praying masses

the desert still feels
like the loving embrace of
cacti, snakes, and you

the sand and your hair
end up lasting longer than
our time together

(quote from my buddy jaeger)
"That crow carries your
soul." watch it struggle in
the mojavie's breath

You look like a sleeping city right before sunrise
A hundred thousand lovers slowly waking in each others arms
the sultry smile, the first kiss of the day
we rise like sunday morning. slow. restful.
the smell of flowers and vanilla linger on your skin
when we let water touch our soil bodies
the light of the morning smiles
you are always this beautiful.