I imagine you

I imagine you
On mountaintops--
Your head thrown back,
And arms out stretched --
Laughing at all
That has come before,
And beckoning everything
That is yet to be.
Come and get me--
Your steel-blue
Eyes tell the gods.
There will be a day
When you must return
To the house,
And the fur covered
Creature--black as a stallion,
And just as wyly --you
Call home.
But for now
You allow the wind to
Lift you hair;
Whispering stories, and
Enticements.
Begging you into
A vast adventure.