5-24-14

There is a glow in your eyes,
coated in the stardust of creation-
waxing globes that melt through my
windows and split the shades with
slashes of green moonlight
and slivers of distant worlds
that no foot has ever tainted-
layers of muted light lining my sleep
like sheets of music,
like lines of poetry written in shadows
and footprints,
crumbs on a trail leading into a fog
as thick as wildflowers through a lost
glade-
where is my map, my compass,
where are my bearings,
as the stars hide their whispers
behind haughty clouds-
like lines of poetry written in shadows
and footprints,
checkmarks on a path lit by the fire
in your eyes*

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