Golden copper descends
from the latest sunset
indirectly upon you
lighting contours indescribably seen.
we’ll dissociate like the forgotten tail
of a falling star
but tonight, our moisture circulates
without resistance, petals on pond water,
drawn together with the ease
of ghost attraction and subtle enchantments.
Smiles and your eyes begin so many things;
fingers curl to secure them
a pomegranate explosion luminesces
on the endless horizon
and a new sun appears beside us
with the wish of a lover’s whisper,
we have made it suddenly appear.