May I entreat thee
A painstakingly slow
Reveal
If you're not sold
On its worth
Grow weary before
Ribbon falls
To the ground
Blink as lid lifts
Lay it aside
Open wide
Tease of tissue paper
Crinkles as the nose
In anticipation
No waiting game
Moments of reckoning
One still standing, poised
Wing span of heart's
Butterflies
The best things take time
Know the signs
Between the flags
On any ordinary day
Means traffic lights
Warning you
Do not pass this way
A buoy in the storm
Mollusc island
Bobbing in deep blue
Someone to hold onto
Regardless of
Turbulence of waves
Deployed all receptive
Sensors listening
For escape pod
Down to the wire
Launch sodden sea bottom
Breath of salt air saves
Warm bodied creatures
Gravitate easy as breeze
Silent staring on horizon
Unison is what we crave
Debut on pontoon parade
Birds eye view amazed
Cohabiting cocoon
Licks salty tips
Of fingers
Like fish and chips
Living for the day
So aptly named
Deep dive into springs
Coiled anticipation
Endless well
Sensory sublime
See you in dream time
The best joke I ever learned
Was to laugh at myself
Altitude enlivens
Yet fear of falling
Thin air breathlessness
Is what I'm feeling
Upon a happenstance
Of sauntering past
All the minutiae
Of words, stories
Desires burning
Within you
Shared with my ears
But once in time
Rose in my core
So now I explore
The great mountain
Of remembering
What we were
Speaking to power
Attempts to still storms
With command of breath
No matter
Wind changes
Clouds part
If you wait
Long enough
Least complicated
The way the tiniest bird
Flies so easily through
Iron bars
So too, contentment
Thoughts flee from
This waiting room
Yards of delicate spun silken cloth
Shaped and tailored
To fulsome figure
Breathing space
A few fingers on the waist
Darts and pleats
In all the right places
Spun yarns on bar stools
Stories we traded places
Design for an outfit
You and I
Something grande to wear
To a parade
Ever so slowly
A loose thread pulled
Here or there
A button popped
Dropped into beer glass
Hem frayed apart
Accessories slid off
Bar mates picked up
Broken
Sitting perched on edge
Of leather chaise lounge
Looking at your face
The flower on the sill
Alternating
Till I look down to realise
The whole time
This empress here
Singing her heart song
To cadence of onlookers
Was naked all along
If you happen to see her
Tell her I love her
Count the stars of heaven 