based on a picture i saw on dA.

gentle gazing up to
    ever-after still unfound
we, drift, as though in
         free flow-ing nurtured lives(our)
     lives will find us

  bind us,
      eternal,
            ever-after
         as though

    discovery were passive only:
               i wait to be discovered
                 wait to be uncovered
          the myths that make up my life
                  lingering at the corners:
      
       true love, good&evil, a magic yet unbound;

                 find me! whisper-cries my inkling–
                     find me!

    i discover the reflection –
         green-eyed crystal perfect,
      raven-tressed halo sylvan,
                  the peek of pearly drop nestled near brownie-kissed–
              in the most (un)likely of places.

    searching, skimming, seeking people seekers in
             work, (in)art, (in)god
         for answer

            but me&mine is ever-always found in
                  slightly-parted lips,
                        demuring glance,
                               shimmer satin skinning

        me&mine resides in heart of acorn
                   fallen now to fallow loam whilst springtime
                               rays shining shining down.

             O blossom! gentle fold!
                 O insubstantial breeze!
                    O life! O life! O subtle life!