Works in progress... continue.

"The moon and the stars were the gifts she gave..."
                                          - Johnny Cash

Swoon, Brooklyn Museum 2014

The sun and the moon,
bodies of power, both:
he warms her heart,
her face reflects his fire.

She smiles because he watches,
though she wait the days to hold his gaze.
He shines because it is his to do...
creating savanna from stone.

She is the reason
he lives at night:
to come home to her arms.
She holds him as none other:
he will only warm her, luminous shy rock that she be.

In his embrace, she is
made a heart-beating stone:
a lover finally, a mother firmly,
she brings the tide to his warm shores.