Wednesday, July 13, 2016

You open like a flower

I am a moth,
trapped in
soft candle-light,
caged by the siren
of nature.

Then you open like a flower
to my dewy morning;
your petal-folds
an origami
its enticement.

We sup together
the nectar of entanglement
and the burst of sunlight.

Intimate in concert,
we steal
mutual benefice
and forfeit breath,
in the robbing grip
of waves.              

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