lovers take time in their walking
leg stretching with eyes at each other,
here in the moment, there is no future.
in the cooling autumn
their breathing is entwined,
and in small ways unseen
their bodies move,
give off signs.
there are places
to stop, and to rest,
to let another take control
with a sweet caress.
with eyes closed and mouths tight
all outside noise is dead
thoughts glow like fireflies,
grow bright and dim again.
and the moss has taken its time
to populate the bark, and the stones,
the lichen that smothers the graves
and makes pretty the old bones.
hidden within love,
and then when outside of love,
i know the power of heart songs,
and yet in the dark, with stars and planets alone,
you are the only thing i know.