Friday, October 14, 2011

Aurora Borealis

the solar wind surely would
cut me to a lace curtain
but for those lovers—
a smoldering iron core,
magnetized flowing power
and
the gesture of a neon goddess
deflecting all danger, opening
her hands, shimmering
fluorescent green passion.

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