Come, graceful brittlebush And creamy globe mallow blooms. The winds of spring call you Again from the sandy tombs. Come, you dashing lupine

The Moon became quietly jealous One night when I surveyed Venus. The usual glory reserved for her Went to the dancer with Perseus. At first, she passed for a star

Jesus stole him from me; A cleft of my heart went With my beloved to grand company. Shock distracted the void - Grief befriended melancholy

Let us drink in the sunshine From a cup of globe mallow As would one of palatine Privilege beside God’s throne. Here’s to another springtime.

See there marches Orion With Sirius close at his feet Tarrying not long in the air To begin the midnight hunt. His quickened breath congeals—

Two streams that converge And flow inextricably Are like two lovers Meandering about who meet - Not knowing anything of what

Seizuring so as if escaping from f… You awoke suddenly near about midn… Then rolled over meeting my body h… By instinct, drew nearer and kisse… Your cheek, always soft, nestled a…

My heart is an empty jardiniere Receptive to flowers and affection… By your wayward glances, I could… There is a festering attraction But speak up bravely; be not passi…

The Sahara is another vast sea Of zero-edge horizons And remote hours of austerity For “sailors” upon caravans And the Sun beams mercilessly

On Havana’s white shore – With each salt-infused whirl That agitates its border— Every sand is a potential pearl.

It was hefted upon a breeze - As in a warm, flowing current Through a sea of palo verdes - To search for an embankment. That seed of promise -

Keep your vigil, whispers of gray— Speak of what I do understand. Assault the evil glare of day; It doesn’t speak for my heart – Rather for the city made of stone

On waves of midnight blue— We shoved off in the boat— It mattered not where to— Anywhere at a casual knot. We entered a world of darkness