Swimming Uphill

Balmy lips pursed on moonlight and the evening breeze

Where eyes hung like lanterns dream of the morning light and being seen

Embers of the sparks that fly stray from the source and alight, align, and allure too bright for courage, and too bright trace in flight

Electric homes in the hollows of rehabbed hearts fleeting on red eye flights

Overwriting the impurities of being lost so lost at sea

Formal wear that falls at shoulders, toes, and knees the beckoning postures meant to be

Tell me that I'm your love, the purity of passion absent in the hums of grottos illuminate by fireflies

Eternal greyscales forming on the corners of lips traced in the opal rings of fingertips

World engines reap and war to life perpetual hurdles of life in macros that smile big and sway in time

Karat gold finishes on the veranda heat fusions of synaptic heat circling the loose ends

Simple songs of the past and present, passion and intensity, congruent similes, like totally

Suns kissing the screen doors top to bottom through meshing barriers folding moments into eternal language