Birds

Yesterday I met someone...

Last night I was inspired

she affected me like sunlight

providing vitamins necessary for survival

Her name was a foreign sky painted in auburn

her voice was the air, enveloping my back, neck and face

her motion was tactiful and engaging

As we said a prayer the night gave us a song

and gave us a voice so we sang along

As the melody closed so did our eyes

the song stole our heart rhythms

though we did not die alone

because we were together

Last night I became overwhelmed by the moon

but it was only her

full of light, full of magic, nurturing the sky

We hung on each note and rested our heads

counting the question marks inside each other's eyes

I waded in, waded out of a golden ocean

but left my body way back in the sea

still her motion was tactful and engaging