Today, I Saw The Sky


shamelessly flaunt

every sensuous hue.

Roses fell into the lavender


then wove into coral clouds.


Soft tendrils fell loose,

caressing, teasing

the Sierra Nevada.


Rusted dust swirled


into ochre pearl thermals

flaying to nothingness.

Sky: a play of light-


immersed body, full


relishing of twilight’s brief touch.

Bouquets of phantasms scattered, turned

gradually to soft plush gray.


First star pierced the whispered skin


which did not bleed

but breathed, hummed

a lullaby


while all the pastels slept


in hidden beds

behind the many folds

of night’s layered drape.

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