aristonaut

Let me breath on your heart
And each treasured part.
Absolute consumption of the whole.
The muse of you that
Steamed into my view.

Laying above sea level.
Under nailed up clouds.
battened down pavement,
Brush-stroke shadows.

The lip curves in vertical grace.
Multiple lip-tracer creases,
Blossom to a halt.
A flock of words dancing
In her mouth.

Wallet weighted ears,
Spare-thought change heavy.
Spill my thoughts into air,
Wasteful, wasteful air.

A curve is faded
Her shadows twist.
A distance evaded
Opportunity ; missed.