we kissed under concrete, beside aquamarine set, glass walls enclosing alive beyond, camera capturing ecstatic embrace and evident bond. we rose, helium based, our careless airborne bodies cruising lunar caliber, exchanging history above cloud point in flawless orbit. and you were so catalyst, eyes eclipsed black in midsummer sun, perfection an angelic tint embossed across your brow, and your starlit silhouette cast against the sky was visible to the naked eye… it wasn’t imagination: that fission vow’s truth and your crooked ruby smile could play clustered in the ink, so here we are, synched to solar phase, on a quilt behind the coffee house drinking milky ways.
"If the Milky Way were not within me how should I have seen it or known it?" Kahlil Gibran, Sand and Foam
The old made new...this is why I love reading your stuff. Energizes me. Esp. last stanza is a wowieee. Cheers!
'and you were so catalyst, eyes eclipsed black in midsummer sun' you are a wonder my friend, always a joy to feel your vibes
and you were so catalyst, eyes eclipsed black in midsummer sun, perfection an angelic tint embossed across your brow, and your starlit silhouette cast against the sky was visible to the naked eye… it wasn’t imagination: TY~ Always a huge pleasure to peruse what you have written.
