You look delicious.

I am.

I thought so. ...

Clearly marked.

Straight.

Uphill. ...

“Gazing.”

Unable to see answers,

To imaginary questions...

Sometimes,

A different perspective,

Reveals truths,...

. . .

But there’s no avoiding my nature.

I’m glad. ...

I wish I could do that.

What?

You know what I mean....

In my youth,

I felt the green.

A harmonious calm....

“I need to get there.”

By train,

Car,...

A path,

Leading to the waves,

Encased by shadows,...

There were days,

When I too dangled my feet,

Felt the rush,...

A barred window.

Small.

Street level....

“I’d like to be…”

Lost among the trees.

Climbing the mountains. ...

A small piece of land.

Rocks.

Arid land....

I was there.

Saw the waves,

Embrace her feet, ...

Even “She” gets angry,

Red,

Fed up. ...

“Keep them away.”

What are you afraid of?

You’ve lived....

Beautiful shades of color.

Harmonious.

Blending....

Jagged edges protrude.

But I meander,

Trying to find a way....

Wrapped around you.

Intertwined.

Holding tight. ...

You must love me!

Really?

You’re holding me....