Today, I Saw The Sky

 

shamelessly flaunt

every sensuous hue.

Roses fell into the lavender

 

then wove into coral clouds.

 

Soft tendrils fell loose,

caressing, teasing

the Sierra Nevada.

 

Rusted dust swirled

 

into ochre pearl thermals

flaying to nothingness.

Sky: a play of light-

 

immersed body, full

 

relishing of twilight’s brief touch.

Bouquets of phantasms scattered, turned

gradually to soft plush gray.

 

First star pierced the whispered skin

 

which did not bleed

but breathed, hummed

a lullaby

 

while all the pastels slept

 

in hidden beds

behind the many folds

of night’s layered drape.


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