dusk

Come, my darling, I'm falling in love with you again.
Love's a thief, threatening to steal from us, this evening.
And envy's a nag, which hides, skulking and cloaked,
But take no notice of them, my love, for our dusk is infinite.

This late lavender light, it envelopes for days
And for centuries we will kiss
Our cheeks sharing that golden light that is so kind
On every lover's face fortunate to behold it.

Come, my love, I shall have scarcely undone my hair
Before the wind starts, to take it away.
But your hands shall find it first, turning it into wheat and gold.
Pay no attention, to the eager breeze, cold from wanting your touch.

Do not ache, when the violets and ambers end,
And the flowers close their buds under lengthening shadows.
The day is over, yet we shall still be lit, soft and attracting --
All the jealous Night's blaze.

**

spring

We have reached the end of our long silence
I can feel sounds roll around the eggs in the nest
Waiting to poke through a soft part of the shell and
Break the sheath with their beaks.

We have reached
The downest of the descension
Of this particular curve.
I can't tell you how I know
Maybe it's the unbearable white air
That betrays a change coming.

Or maybe
I'm tired of this
Giant hole blown through me.

**