Bight Star

Mischievous medusa 

and siren smirk

Eye of a cat with

claws to match

Paws and purrs

wrap and lap

in little sparks

(bright works of fire)

Intense espouse of personal truth

bringing closer me to you

ringing bells of warning and

ringing bells of lovers wed 

And if I and you

(But dreams run it so

over and over and)

If you and I

but with match (flint striken spark)

can't stand being burned down

in flames (ruined)

to knees of surrender

And I do

from you to me 

I give in to the charity of

a welcome touch and voice

(a delirious choice)

I would not avoid

And to you

would we only can

In slumbers seduction

I strain to dream out

a life well lived out

punctuated with bright sugar

pierced with excitement

putting aside all reservations

for short breaths exchanged

in harmonious song

Would you sing

(And you do! But)

Could I sing if only blue

and souls tuned inches apart

were all that prevented

an end from beginning

) in a reddish hue (

between

( If I could

Would you

and will you

how you have done )

And I run 

jaw clenching

tired and alone

lonely wondrous sought connection

like stars that have yet (eyes) 

I stumble (no smart catch of phrase)

wonder still skips a dance
brief electric bolts of blue
between a connection

(How? Tell me, please!)

You do

(But is it so?)

Smiley sharply and

learn slowly that

we lowly are

not what we imagine

But what chances build

our character to heights

as if we could fly

and then

we crash down

My constitution runs wild the fancy
and from time to time We run like complete puzzles

little weight in the light messages 

passages of the mysterious
personal pages of mythology
burned and bleeding (but heart beating)
off course
turning to stone

firecracker

smooth red wrapping paper
I've often wanted to undress it
and examine your beautiful inner mettle
to better understand how you tick and
what makes you go
boom

from the past i've been told
that such is to be handled with care
knocks, bumps and prods
can cause a chain reaction
misfire
and hurt us both

but your passion extends far beyond
the bright red burst of light--
that blankets the night sky
and strikes awe in life

i see the spark there
just behind your eyes, flickering.
its wondrous elegance
tempting to shock me

as i dare to venture closer,
tell me how to light that fuse of yours
so it can burn how you want
and together
we can dance like the stars

Little Mouse

I

you are picture darkness and light
   attention holding in little pools
   and tugging with a playful shake
   letting lonely in

you are theatre quiet and loud
   sip strings slick around hearts
   and sweet shrill shrieks smile slowly

little lover of cheese
  nibbling at wheel or hand
  you hide yourself, draped in shadow
  but bright reds and blues adorn your halo
  --fire to announce that which can burn

my beautiful little mouse