What Brought You Back To This Place?

That glow in your eyes
and the lilt in your voice.
The current calls me away,
But I stay in my place.
Your pride is the only thing
Keeping me anchored.

Between Ti and Do

Someday, I will sit at the yoke, 

clear the skies of my mind, 

and fly over frozen mountains, 

with music floating all around me, 

and your words 

sitting in my belly, 

your hand 

in mine.

Till that day, 

I'll be 

making movies 

in my head.