Salavas, Summer 2009
by drunk butterfly
and there you stood before me
in that field
i felt the warmth of the night
through your fingertips
the grandeur of the fire lit sky
seemed to fly its colours over the hills
like a striped kite
as we watched it
mend and sew the stars slowly
with its movement
the stars-
so glorious!
like sprinkled powdered sugar
delicious
belonging only to us
a celebration of spirits
the adventure looked endless
in awe of the possibility that neither of us
would let it end
you wrapped your body
into the armchair that was me
and relaxed your head
upon my breast
i knew i would love you forever.
