morning glories bloom
through the crush
of budding spring leaves -
too soft to notice.

winter’s hush weaves its
icy lattice into pine boughs
on cool moonless nights -
without so much as a whisper.

smooth wandering lips
caress your lascivious flesh
in my restless dreams -
quiet as you please.

constellations settle
and fall away to starlit
traces of clear summer sunrise -
galaxies collide in silence.