And under
the tilt
of this
jasper
moon,

in angel
folly,

your body
falls in
complete
surrender
to me.

and the
taste
of your
honey suckle
lips,

captures
me in
time and
consequence.

suspended
in all
that is
around
me ..

that
is you.

from
eternity
and back
again.

the ripples
between
the moments
I think
of you
like half
dreamt
dreams

that lie
lovely
in the
wind.

and this
moment
is all
that
my
heart
can be..

your eyes
are all
that my
soul
reaches

to see.

tonight...