Spark

Your brown eyes are like the night with the day piercing through

Your lashes are like the dark feathers of a radiant bird

Your lungs are more beautiful than wings

And your tongue speaks an alphabet more colorful than music

And whatever the spring is it is because of you

And whatever the night has always meant it is you

And whatever limits there are to solitude is you

And whatever dreams there are to dream I know is you

I was barely breathing like a brown paper bird in a pocket of cement

Then you erupted like a tropical island in the desert of the sea

Now the ink fills me and exits me at the edge of my fingertips

Now the axis of my imagination turns around the stillness of your feet

It is like finding an arrow that has fallen from the sky

It smolders there so I pick it up and throw it back into its element

And watch it burn as it picks up speed and descends to earth

As it was in the beginning so it passes even now from me to you