Galaxy
Topography of morning,
As the sun skittles over the canvas of your body.
The wandering galaxy of my life,
It is written,
In the twinkling freckles and dark stars,
In the twinkling freckles and dark stars,
Flowing over your naked back.
Gleaming like a negative night,
Obverse of the sky.
My lips touch the inclined hill of your shoulder,
And your eyes finally open.
June 2014
