29 January 2018

"descending like smoke"

descending like smoke the marble stair
stars in her hair, the moon her skin

something she said
nebulous and deep
"I—forever in the—"
stars in the jewels of her eyes
that held me fast and whole
held me in her, complete

I lay with her in a bed of dream
mind... body... —in a bed of dream
her eyes like jewels letting me in
we wrapped ourselves round each other
lost in space, lost in time
in a bed made of desire and dream

M.M.

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