~for Carlos~
when the equinox erases celestial boundaries,
when our heart is carried on the shoulders of
its body, its soul,
its supporting network,
when the eyes cross the
Equatorial Equator
of day and night
and all us fools, love emboldened,
risk the dangers of a crossover
for-somehow
if all is equal,
north and south,
east & west
then hesitancy is busted up ss well,
for on-this day
dividers are colliders,
even the Atlantic and Pacific oceans meet to kiss^
the off chance of discovery. delivery, well met,
the flip of the lips turned upward,
silky, smoother, and its effervescent bubbling
awaiting, awakening for
to be sharing
arm over arm
for on this twice a year
on this, when punch drunk 24 hours,
we entered
unbounded by anything,
even the closed hearts,
gated, encrusted barnacled,
are spread wide open
nml
the time or date (twice each year) at which the sun crosses the celestial equator, when day and night are of approximately equal length (about September 22 and March 20).