April 9, 2008

A Universe unto Me

You stood naked, a universe born
Celestial body, my organic heaven;
Obvious rapture.
every freckle a traveling zephyr
destined to seek curve of cheek,
bow of sky, fold of arm and flash of teeth
I, a private audience witnessing
every line and crease
my pulse shuttles rush of blood…the altitude?
Musk of starburst – A comet in my chest
Eyes; emerald orbits remove gravity
Weightless now
A Pantheon among the clouds
Per chance to dream of Zion’s gate

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