Morning's Smile

 At the spill of day
flesh dressed in russet ground to dust,
touch
as the elements slide to amber stain

With this earthly palette
grind
mix
blend
find
the colors of longing

Beyond definition,
between all lines and over the curves
a need to know
meaning

Inhabiting spaces to dwell
curl in every inch
of frame, circle and corner
Foundation
Stretching this canvas to feel your turn
as oil
moves
across me
brush whispers to move
over and through me

Finger curl to capture your stare
with caress to know
the shape of the he(art);
grasping the beat
of
you
and your
                                     WORDS

Letters forming verse;
the pulse and run of ink
soul stain

This skin begs for the etching,
infection by precision
a hot syllable addiction

Your breath,
the echo on my paper;
press and I
confess

Fingers    g  r  a  s  p
to understand the braille of heart's spark
the catch of time
and the arms of clock taking my seconds from
you

Night becomes the fabric
that begs the untying
as every second counts in this dance of delight

Forming lips around your language to speak
your tongue
             (sub)merge
there is comfort in the drowning,
release in the knowing

At tear of sky and drift of sun
in moments of silvercloud sound
and the deepest of drown;
drenched in the drop of your rain
Searching
Found

The wonder that burns behind the veil of eyes
to sear the soul
Reaching beyond now...

Slipping out of my skin
to understand
your atmosphere