on a moonlit night the cold draft sends shivers
you wrap me with a lover's embrace
i am warm in your love
- Your Flower
Satiny white sheets and
Bleary hintless walls
My pale sheathing mantle neglects
The tanning rays of the summer sun
Where mornings come
Evenings feel chilly be found
A weather housed between walls and closed doors
Refined, reduced to shaded borrowed places
I hardly feel
Through my cocoon self
Where lacey pure
Pillowcases give hint
Of spring to summer spell
Its bleached color still reminisce snow
Where an absence of hue
Dictates our sensitive fleeting sight
With that I relate this pretentious belief
We’re cast in pale winter land
I wonder
If summer’s defiantly begun
Where cottonwood flowers
Flutter around the noon sky.
A superficial snowfall is seemingly what
This floating efflorescence suggests
Where the scorching dry sun
Creates a mirage of dissolving
Particles in aqueous ground
An oasis on the paved cemented bed
I eagerly thirst
For sheer waters of spring
Where above its concrete surface
Blurry vapours rise slow
Moving in transparent waves
A motion of see-through fiery glass
Where this nameless season’s beauty
In you, with you, from you
White as linen in pureness
In your rare singular soul
I am in heat
For your eager touch
Where the sun in its spectacle
Of light and vital energy
Its powerful rays capture
Your handsome physical form
Where your smooth blanket of skin
Drape my untanned stark form
Sending sparks of the summer heat
My tempered soul calmed by your winter song
I am then recast
I am in awe
In a dreamlike trance
Bewildered by your glow
