In sleep disturbed
              wandering pattern of dreams

lay flat, rested like receding tide
              washed lonely to the shore.

Eyes wide by close of night
              gently beyond morning,

circling far below
              your arms wrapped like ribbon fences,
the surround of your body's intent.

A curved milky epidermis, from dawn
              the moon drips a humble sign;
              Renewed our skin awakes.