The night I found your eyes and heart staring
At me I trembled
I boiled over and dripped quickly like an
April icicle shafted through with pure sunlight.
You drifted then flew across the lake of my soul
Like a white and beautiful geese knowing your
Destination instinctively,
Losing no time to finding my
Shoreline dotted in moonlight.
The night I embraced you from afar I rose to the
Height of a cathedral of mighty stone
And stood in awe, repressed only by
Your twilight of blue shining through
The windows of your soul.
I descended to a green shoot under your feet and
Belonged to your sweet earthly breath. My head
White with your clouds and my hands burning from
Your smiling mouth that shook me like
A morning glory at dawn,
The dew from my soul watering your lips
As we stood in motion against winter’s
Emissary—Stillness.
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