LadyLion

The lakebeds of your eyes

catch water to grow wishing lashes

pinched by hopeful dexterity, the same learned skills

of your groomed routine to maintain the banks of

all your features - natural and hanamade

you stretch the stars, ladylion

elongating your wingspan the sky becomes your height

‘neath foot, yet unseen, is the whole sky

and in balance of light and dark, you find your entire soul

how happiness find its nest 

in you

a smile on wings

swoons

on winds of ease and joy

singing

grand lines of type nine

refract

through archways of peace

Hmm

Mmm hmmm…

A full heart

a blank page 

the universe emptied through an opening in my soul

And I search the worlds of my spirit

to describe

finding an eternal feeling

the sum of all things

your vocal array vibrates, like

milky raspberries

honeysuckle wind

kneading of the perfect dough

a lavender bush sneezing

sunscreen warmed by hot towels

velvet and silk pulled across minx

and suddenly, a chortle

larynx compacted in pillow talk

yet escapes, somehow, other worldly abstractions

stuck to vocal restrictions based only on your

mortal vessel comes, 

unfiltered moorings 

that map an expansive collage of joyous tribes

all alive and well, singing and dancing

communicative through farfetched offerings

to the inner Leo fire, where

the embers of starlit-night, rise

and latch to the sounding traveler

a messenger of synaptic uniqueness 

barefoot, fin, and wing

delivered sacred laughter to your mouth

and through light and sound

achieves its goal, honored and thanked for its

service by only the rolling of tongue and eyes

heard by two, as the chuckles and 

chortles of the nighttime, bedside hilarity

of your funny thoughts

Glimpse of lips

Fawn at dawn

Swoon in june

Inner love bloom