Cyclic

Darkness parasols Us        
awaiting light to pour over      
the moist, open earth        
       
Somewhere a clock ticks        
Milky Way moments      
hovering above a landing strip        
of shimmering blue planet        
       
Stars root, their silver beaks        
pecking in night's coup      
crescent moon scarring the sky      
       
Your still silhouette      
total in my eyes--      
a wholeness of essence        
awakening        
       
I see only you, my purpose        
and way, bright lights      
dark, lonely streets        
       
My senses register you        
dimensionally      
       
It is Beautiful      
more than mortal      
infinite        
       
The moon is young        
this night a blanket fort        
surrounding Us        
       
We are wonderfully alone        
as we always are just after Love      
       
Bodies crumpled, discarded        
as old clothes on the floor      
       
Our Spirits cyclic, returning        
home faithful as Haley's Comet       
across a sea of dark water      
       
Until morning bids Us sleep      
in our own created reality     
       
~      
     
     
     
     
     
For My Sweet Love & Valentine, J 💜      
Always 💏