Two-Hearted Woman

We ordered a blue-bubble moon sliced thin on rye then spent the day in the park beneath Easter egg clouds.  You took my handwing in yours and said: “Watercolor twirl.” I felt like a good songwalk.  That night we did a bouncespring together and I showed you one of my hearts; (I have two) one heart lets love in, and the other lets love out.  You said: “Like cool,” which made my eyes wet with turtlejoy.  Star bright, star light, wish we may, wish we might, ever linger in the night.  Sleep was tasty as cinnamon pie.  When the sun rose we were kissed awake by the only star left in the sky.  Like cool.   

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June

His words were sweet
but not as sweet as June
when the berries ripen.

Love

If a shoe hurts, remove it.
If a tooth hurts, pull it.
If love hurts, well, love hurts.

Stars Born From Dust

We are stars born from dust.
We take turns looking through a telescope,
our magic keyhole into night.

The Universe is our treasure room:
The gilded sky is pressed between
the pages of creation, each star a blazing jewel
that we study with a lens. We gaze a long time,
taking turns, searching for something special,
not sure how to capture the moving night.

Objects that were dim and
light years away now burn near and bright.
Light is enduring: more than time,
more than earth, than water, than you, than me.
We gaze into our remote part of the Universe
to see what’s there.   What’s there is

empty space,

a place where galaxies expand, collapse
then move apart.  A space where
wild comets fly out of orbit, and,
like fast-burning stars,
plunge into shifting seas.

Beneath the cool cotton of your shirt
you feel strong as Atlas.  Beyond
your body mass is a shiny scythe of a moon,
and beyond that - far, far, beyond -
is Andromeda.  Tonight we travel
as far as Sirius where I pause long enough
to be amazed at the promise of We because
We is a binary star in a singular-star universe.

Infinity is your arms around me -
as absolute, certain, and undeniable
as the rings around Saturn.

You aim the telescope
toward Jupiter,(a huge thing that looks
layered as agate), and say:
What a beautiful night.

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Clouds

 There is a place

with sky

more beautiful.

There is a place

where the moon

shines brighter,

where the stars

are more numerous,

more vibrant.

There is a place

where the sun

shines hotter longer

and the firmament

is a deeper hue.

But Here,

s       c      a      t      t      e      r      e      d

a       c       r       o       s       s

a cerulean sky,

Here

in this place

are

clouds clouds beautiful clouds

That glide

dissolve

collide

obscure

inspire.

Here

there

is

you.

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