in this universe there are some things so dazzling. they can frighten me.

golden and blush

it is knowing golden and blush.  those.

earthy touch and tender        
storms and drifts and
petaled weather and
in the attic feel the quiver of
lush
blossoms unfolding inside.

turn yourself toward me

turn yourself toward me
with palms open
and exposed  

we will weave our fingers
together
make intricate tapestries   
we will hold

                    forever
in deep shade         we
remember