long since once there were

massive shapes of texture flavour

dark sweeping forces across my mind

balanced, composed in the moment

of movement

inside outside around riding with within

wind of light

slipshift sideways

to be there dark light massive weight

flying through above enrobed enclosed

gone now

only a memory of a memory remains

a hint of lost flavour on the back of my palate

I miss it still and hope wish sometime

I'll return regain remember

2nd January 2016, Squiffy Gnu 2016 week 1, prompt: intuition