Free Verse # 273 (reason in a wild flight)

She looked at him
and all the fires of the world
pooled into her eyes

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Let the waters flow,
an ocean of stars heaving
amid our bare souls.

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She responded
to his presence
the way the dewed flowers
after a long night
open up to the sunlight,
exhaling again
their simple majesty.

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In his chest
her each breath he holds,
a poem, a flower,
a love growing tenderly.
In his eyes you can see
where he holds her,
how deep,
how in him she lives,
in every breath,
in every beat of heart.

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Fluttering amid my poems
night is a dark butterfly,
the stars off her wings falling
to rain through my memory.

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Tonight, as every night,
he is the poem of stars
budding inside of her,
alighting her flesh from within,
drowning her in hope and mystery.

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To the bee the world
is the flower’s beating heart;
my being is the bee
whose world is her heart.

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My poem
a jar of fireflies
breaking at the feel
of her breath in the air,
a thousand stars travelling
to sleep in her heart,
to sleep forever.

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So long as autumn and spring
dance their dance
in endless whispers
you’ll breeze
inside of me.

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A rainbow in the night?
Touch her heart and you’ll see
Reason in a wild flight.

~

Like a fish in the water
with each breath
her salinity fills my blood

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