Did you know, did you feel
as I held you gently in the palm of my hand,
you, the precious pearl of my night sky,
of my dreams.
Did you feel the warmth
as my energy and yours twisted together
and we danced in an arc of beauty
rolling gently in my hand
like a bottle on the sea
lost yet searching for a home.
Did you sense me through your curtains,
tucked away shyly,
how you would peer out demurely
sweet white porcelain geisha
fanning herself with clouds,
inviting me into your circle
to sit and admire you
to long to know the feel of your surface.
You nudge the water to heights
washing over my legs with cool crisp salted wetness,
I taste the wind upon my lips,
licking them away I taste the brine
and you tuck away once more
leaving shadows behind
as I stare one last time as you depart,
believing for just a moment
that I saw you wink softly with a smile
as you crept below into nothingness
chased by the fire that rose to reclaim its time.