The brush of your hand across my shoulder
Sends fire into my cheeks, burning away
My confidence, waning as the sun over the horizon.
I would chase you until morning
Dazzled as the night brightens your strawberry hair
Undone by the moonlight framing hazel eyes that
Always smile against a masterpiece rendered
In countenance, sublime in its glowing reflection.
Let my love rest beside your form, holding
Tightly your features till dawn snatches
You from my grasp, and memory dreams
Along the snarling contours of day.
I await the night and the fragrance preceding your touch.
All my dreams rise on thermals
Unhindered in the waning sun
Seeking a fresh perch for the night.
Its beauty keeps them aloft
Silver beams streak like towers of pure light
Reflected and filtered by the moon.
They lay down tracks to usher in
Milky Way and her sister Andromeda,
Their diamond gowns shimmering as life itself.
I enter the forest at night
Search for a glade and rest
My tools I lay on the ground
Worlds apart, alive with sound
Hours I pass listening to songs
Played out infinitely
My eyes adjust to the dark
Set my sight, enlist my mark
Barrel and scope point assurance
Ranging through the moonlight
My target comes into view
Minutes down, seconds ensue
Accommodation of fresh eyes
Clearly see through the night
I set my finger in place
Press down, capture time and space
Let nothing rest between us
Save the tiny molecules of air
Trapped between our two bodies
Entwined under a new moon
Surrounded by an audience of stars
Reflected off the glassy surface
Of a quiet spring which nourishes
A teeming plain, full of rattlesnakes,
Pronghorn, and my captive heart.
Chill passes through the earth
In that moment where the sun
Escapes behind the horizon,
A thrill of anticipation
That starlight brings
When earth’s denizens
Find the oases of quiet darkness
And gaze upon the glory of the sky.
The soft trill of rustling leaves
Or grassy stems bristling in the night
Echo, in their way, the starsong,
Quietly rumbling across space and time,
Speaking a sublime language meant
For ears attuned and listening
With hearts willing to hear
The message hidden among its static notes.
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Peace of Christ,