is a splash of ivory flesh on damp grass
at the cave mouth;
a breathing epitome
  wrapped in endless dreams of his own perfection.
She washes him with her creamy eye
as stars wink with delight at her romancing.
When he tosses, turns, stretches in fuller display
she pulls a cloud across her face
embarrassed by her desire
yet peeks anyhow
feeling lonely and too far away.
He is lost
  to the invisible arms of Hypnos
  who loves him as well.