like a moth, like another spiral

do you see how the frond dances
in the gentle wind, baring its green light softly

between the tender bosom of sharp rock,
there on the climb uphill, tall

thin pines guarding lost memories? did
you wake up in the valley of the edelweiss when

the truth was walled and the narcissus stayed inside? did
you see the forest burning in my eyes? did

your heart allow you to be drained bleeding to
be alive in the sand, the desert of your hours that

formed the pathway to the stars your feet of gold, you
a statue or a slave to kings and queens, gods? did

you love me even then? I paint my lips with the blushing
youth of my longing,  I plait my hair with the silvering moon

lingering on my shoulders I surrender to the translucent
dawn of our perfection, I am drawn to you,  you

hover over me, spirits touching and music spilling
from your fingers, playing the melody of me, I am

silently drawn to you and you steal from me
my every breath. like a moth inside a spiral, temptation

breaks our soul in two. intermezzo tango raw blood,
bold, rich and blue, afire.