a perfect day

did
you
smell
today's promise in
the waning night
air:
crisply thin,
and growing?



did
you
see
the morning sky
wink
as storks skipped
'cross the ether
into a rising flame?



did
you
taste
the delicate pines
dripping mist and magic,
and memories?



did
you
hear
the robins, and tits and
crows all laugh
with the old chortling mamas
swimming in love?



surely you felt
that
tingling spark of
recognition
singe your soul, when the grizzled stranger
smiled
just for you.




rare indeed,
are days lacking
in such love
and wonder.










sloughing sin

histories suffocate
under the
vibrancy of these lush
tropical nights, and
I scream
for release,
only to awaken here
naked,
next to you.



Knowing knows
and you don't
know
nothing.
but,
my love,
neither do I.



so,
we learn to creep,
penitent and
proud,
thrusting subtlety here,
and there.

we learn to cleave unto memory..

memories woven by old spiders
and old women,
woven to adorn the
stooped shoulders
of kings
fallen.
drowning,
between gusts of
summer madness,


&
heretical expectation,

I float
roughly,
'cross an ocean breeze
to
screams of delight which
punch so gracefully through the wind,
harmonizing elegantly,
with the cries of anguish
for what must leave.

and I wait
impatient,
for the wheel
must turn .

misremembered love

ghosts
of summer rain
up,
around, and
over me
like a million fireflies laughing
on a hot dusty breeze.


...sweetness,
captured 'neath linden trees sagging under
the volume of cicadas...


and night slides
through, awakening
dreams...

and old fears too.


and
I smile deeply
into
her eyes
with delight,
finding
infinity
smiling right back:

oh this crazy love
we share:
my beautiful Tanty
and me.