Songs of a Dream Remembered

Photo by arlene von zipper

I remember how the flaxen sun worshipped your skin
Sungod in midsummer madness
Your paintbrush eyelash brushing on my chin
Quiet, under the strain of your quickdry tears.


Dawn breaking
Like snow on windowsill
Halfwaked leaves eavesdropping on the walls
I watched your lashes quibbling
Full of tender sleep
I dropped a soft kiss on your lid
Gingerly I crept
Behind the mantle of my hair, I peeped
Steps falling hushed kittenpaws
Goldflecked sun streams on the stairs, whispering,
Dreams trailing baby's breath on air.


On the third year
I just let my hair grow long
Like the rain is long and sweet
Dewdrops wet our lips
Intoxicated with each other's breath
Our lips wed
Pursuing wild and tender aches.


The sky blew cold ditties on our skin
Wrapping our thighs with confusion.