I burn, magma throughout brain and body
longing to erupt, flow around and through
you, glow, simmer, settle. I embody
your aura, it seems, like new moon imbued
with sunlight’s softest fire. I ripple, calm
mountain stream in dusklight, gleam descending
toward cliffs of everfalling, lost in balm
of your spirit’s abyss, soul transcending
to cosmos, found again. I harvest star
fields of your laughter. Explore galaxies
within your gaze. Discover bright quasar
of your heart pulsating Terpsichore’s
arabesques and songs, Aphrodite’s terse
rhymed whisperings throughout my universe.
Roger Armbrust
June 19, 2010
