Why I Dream in Emerald

I see the emerald eyes of Taurus
illuminate my idealistic mind....
and I contemplate the creature
I came to be.
Like a butterfly
I hide under a fragile set of wings,
preparing for a flight above
anything I've ever experienced.
But my wings are weak,
withdrawn, waiting....
for the security of meeting
and holding true, loyal love.

And at the same time,
I hold my heart in firm place
like a bull-
obstinate in skin
that is anxious, persistent
and loyal to the fight.

All this energy has a will,
a pursuit in my touch and sight
yet few perceive
the secrets I close behind.

I cannot forget what it means
to be among a happy world,
to understand the movement,
the music we ask of each other.

And I will linger
until my senses call me away.

Written March 16, 2012.