Wavering
you may not know
but it's been following
I notice all ways
like the vine
with delicate flowers
glistening purple in the
morning sun
there is the memory
in a murmur of rain
whisked by that wind
dancing currents
in undulating cloudlets
waltzing close, dripping
down serious bangs without
a trace of scarlet
I felt a shiver you shed
the crunch of fall
leaves two weekends
on the ground
dry in fading light
grasses perpetually
bowed with burden
where your eyes
searched every blade
wings dropping upturned
pressing updrafts
down to grasp
a hidden branch
cool water tricking
bare rock walls
a stern profile
seeming perplexed
by thoughts of what?
time passes too swiftly
days slide by like
reeds along the shore
the searching feet of night
calling out not to latch
the gate after traipsing
from finger to elbow
impossible to turn
when fixed
on those upturned
beckoning, questioning
wistful dazzling
trusting perpetually candlelit
unforgettable
mysterious shadows
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missing
stillness
calls you
hesitate
unbalanced
one ear
left bare
aching
to be
free
both
souls
stripped
wrestled
nestled
grasped
searching
through leaves
sweaters
pathways
pockets
footsteps
not a trace
the moment
is gone again
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I'm not ready for
another's cold skin
totally covered
but goosey
underneath immense
blankets of down
where breathtaking
hugs don't remember
if a cool breeze
was appreciated
time out of
memory
when dreams were
delivered in sweat
tangled dreams with
too many pillows
not even ready
for the long
separation from
sunny exercise
admiring scoop neck
bare shouldered tops
arms cutting stories
out of thin air
short walks along
shorelines, climbs
over rock, swimming
in the pool
dangling off cushions
leaning from smoke
of an evening
gone to morning
sparks and embers
stirred together
thoughts of
years ahead
planning more tomorrows
before tonight
has been swallowed
and put away clean
broad moonlight
the moon this morning
her curves merging to earth
atmospheres dipping
an oily bubble of fog
venned in deep valleys
dissolving in sunlight's proud breast
she catches the moon and
stretches into the fog
of time's passing
toppled by her confessions
these competitions wear
a little too much
knowing how she scored
broke scrum and charioteered in a flash
delighting in broad daylight
the moon is ever
an inconsistent reminder of her profiles
sometimes full frontal
sometimes a thin slice
shadowed from frown
dimpled by smile
at angles with attitude
and swerving with
change of mood
flush with fervor
late last month
red with ardor
watched rising from dusk
until dawn, swinging a long
pendulous arc
that moon leans
on this shoulder
and means to
stay longer
than sunlight
affords
for
setting
words
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Your eyes meet the moonshine
wide and open as a sunrise
with a wink as short as dusk.
When they happen upon mine
I really can't tell lies
they see clean through my husk.
Stars settle into the hills
after dipping through the night
and deep into the wine.
With little between our wills,
celestial bodies pass out of sight
we discover your hands in mine.
Tonight we'll cast our shades
into pitch over the skies
to light another day.
Your eyes are the moonshine
your hair is always night
and your skin's the milky way.
The sound of coming waves
wakes us on love's warm sands
with your head upon my chest.
Blindly feeling where we laid
our garments over grass's tiny wands
making our magic nest.
Gilded by the dews embrace
we skim the shadow path
emerging nose to nose:
If those burn that get too close
do we know enough regret
to desire a lower dose?
Clearly seeking where we lost
our clothing in the course of our race
and failing not, we find.
Comets fast again approach
the heavens they have traced
but falling stars will wind.
We'll return another night
before the dimming of our lives
and then the stars may show
how we are lifted even
to a greater height
the stars alone may know.