chasing down a comet (for celeste)

naked once together
in laughter in
sudden eyes
surprised with being
born naked like spring's
child in our arms
full of the roses
of us. naked
and holy
and well rubbed
on the new moon
of spring, we ran our
children out into the
hills, chasing down
a comet to add
to our bouquet
of love.

home (a song)

i took the train, i walked
the dusty gravel roads,
i heard the summer birds
like water to my thirsty soul,
i took a train and cried
'cause i couldn't find my home.

ah but that was sixty-nine
when we first cracked the code,
my hair made them crazy then
but i knew we found the motherlode,
ya that was sixty-nine
but none of us could find our home.

oh but we found each other
we loved the gentleness we shared,
we were sisters and brothers
and lovers too whenever we dared.
ya we found each other
and that became our home...

i take the train, i walk
the seasons into my heart,
but its not all history
this indelible, sacred mark,
this is home, right on brothers
home is what can't keep us apart...