THE CICADAS GOING CRAZY

the night all
darkness
and lilac

as if scent
and absence of light  
had solidified

congealing about
the waltzing couple
drifting accidentally

on purpose away
from the gaudy
ballroom

both now not
daring to
breath in case this

moment would dissolve
the magic
evaporate

his clumsy hand upon her
naked back for the first
time ever this forever

the flex of her
shoulder blades as if
she were a swan

about to take flight
and be gone...gone
that terrible thought

tolling inside his head
they only able to see
each other by touch

alone
feeling his breath upon
her right eyebrow

she nuzzling into
an Adam's apple that
kept bobbing up

ooops and
that was
not all

he lost in the bob
of her hair she only
had it done that day

their hips brushing against
lilac and darkness
dancing on into

the witching hour
the fadey ballroom music
like an half forgotten

something or other
the cicadas sudden
silence

dissolving into
this mistimed kiss
that nevertheless

he kissed an eye
she kissed a nose
that still

took time's breath away
the cicadas
going crazy