cedar arms
drinking in the reflections
the cruel cold of spring
poured down the mountains
running beneath the arch
full of sun
and shade

the green pools of
forests
undulating
rooftops throwing
light
like petals rising
in empty lots
a face of greeting

curio girl
jewel amber iris
your depths
shine from windowpanes
full of bars and goods
your delicate hand
with change from
a till
handling auras and
ghosts in possessions
and dreams

my rings pulled from
my fingers warm
you place them in
their plastic sheath
with name and date
and place them in the
vault...

your enriched smile
keeps me coming
back

like safekeeping
beneath dark blue skies
our water sliding away
and the sun
the sun is warm
like a voice
calming