Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Eyes of Artemis

The mystery is 

in the darkness 

in your hunter's gaze.

The islands your eyes 

shy in the ocean breeze.

The tides your feet

skip in the pulse of night,

the sun’s rays scan the 

waves for light,

the stars string themselves

out, and 

your rhythm
keeps them 
in place.

You’re the summerstorm
in my heart,
that the last leaf of autumn
never touches.  You,
time and droplet
bring to one ending,
one place called home.

One river runs
deep as the earth,
as long as the night.

One song becomes the only moment.

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