in my hair, my eyes, my heart
homo luminous, wings unfurling, tremulously
through your glades

to swoop and delight, in every fold and mossy spring
every tender mound and shadow and quiet resting place

till your loveliness blooms under starlight
desert flowers, kissed by the dew
feet pressed lovingly to earth

thus, leaning into the arc of time, the infinite
Heleanthus gazing toward the moon

we embrace
in heavens breath

as flowers, for the void