Naked
She stepped inside his soul,
Breathed her scarlet daydreams,
Beyond contours where miracles flourish,
Reaching for him
Unprotected in the naive light,
A soft tangle of subtleties, wrapped in silk...



Silvered moon, reflected her shimmer,
Like a blue-milk river flowing
Through labyrinths
Of love's first tremulous petals,
Held in her hands like a lambskin prayer...



A white mask of incense, spin-drifting
Upon the bridge between;
Rush-lit in the small brave night,
His lips spoke
Butterfly moments against her naked skin,
Planting roses, in the silent fall of breathless...



Blueprints of his sigh, thrummed
Against the soft hush... a fingertip glide,
Seeking the heat of her flame, as a moth hypnotized;
Fluttering across her milk-sea ripples...where
Her pale lips, mouthed silent his name...



She learned to drink the light,
Forget, how the moon appeared in silken secrecy,
A soft veil carried on heart beats, a blue fugue
Balanced by his breath...unspoken dreams.
Folding dew wet love,
Captured under closed lids.................