Your eyes of clear water oceans, endless as stars
and seas I’ve crossed – a perfect tide gathered me whole
healing waters washed our days, birds of fluted music played
Breathing in
the rhythm of wind
we float, suspended as the stars
surrendering to the hypnotic glow of moon
We who lay
our troubled hours
soft on maiden ferns
never a lesson, but
for love’s sake
shall we ever need
to learn