A Stellar Conflagration That Sings Like A Choir Of Birds Greeting The First Light Of Dawn

1.
morning dew replenishes
like tears emptied
from all the leaves
that ever kissed the sun

polychromatic dreamgirl,

I glide
from the farthest star
in the visible universe
into your flourishing eyes

eons
of patient light years

sculpting monuments
of waiting

the mathematics
of yearning

emblazoned
into the locks
of your hair

a kiss planted
in your heart’s garden

to save the future
to light the fuse
to unshackle the nuclear passion
in your swelling chest

to reinvent
what it means
to tremble with desire

to taste the bliss
of flying among a delicate flock
of heavy heartbeats

2.
From the commanding presence
of snow-frosted mountain peaks
to the vigilant verdant valleys
bustling with the frenetic hope of spring,
your precious snowflake heart
makes even ostensibly inanimate nature
ravenous with celestial desire.

As we bask in the sweet chain-lightning of two souls shimmering,
our exploring lips caress hungry skin until
avalanche after avalanche of transcendence
crashes against us like flower-power fractals
spiked with transformative out-of-body experiences,
a fleet of teardrop universes of what shall be,
and of what should have always been,
each graceful vessel of love’s forgiveness
sailing triumphantly through space-time
on a maiden voyage to the pinnacle
of our epiphanous hearts.