Complete**

A song
         simple
     in the emotions
sung as melodies,
     woven
into the fabric of time
drifting along the edges
    of a night sky
and into your heart.

A simple song
          we are
sung
     in widening circles
     dance
continuous and complete
     in lover’s ache
defined
     as in your touch,
     fingers speak soliloquy
and I create etudes,
     opus and symphony,
     my love to you.

We are a simple song,
a rainbow, colorful
     complete.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 10.11.16
(Note: written after watching an art film- “Youth)