18 Jun
Moons fall 
from a sky flashing diamond flowers
whispers of December's secret chamber: 

neither frown nor easy smile, 
yet connect to a wink as fingers dance across the ivory, 
to kindle the inner key-- tingling the skin instrumental 

Waves the attention of worshipers to stand; 
back of the neck, down the arms, hands touch, 
move, discern, travel capped mountains & slippery crevasses-- 
explore in search of you, & me--

edges align to give passage  
of December evenings, tracing our ice-angel selves 
now, when a tree could smile into thee, 
Feel-- from your eyes 
those dark moons fall 

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Posted by on June 18, 2021 in Poetry


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