Week 10
and slow is the air around us
simple are the droplets of joy with you
laughing, or blushing away passing time.
momentarily, the feeling flutters,
and sinks softly down with me to your arms.
eyes like diamonds, smile like the climbing sun,
gentle is breeze bringing windswept hair,
lifted hearts, spinning headlessly and free,
gazes deep as the bottom of the ocean.
so tiny is the spark that begins it,
that begins the pushing of gravity,
hurling us to skies vast and infinite,
the space between the stars quiet and still.
steady is the string tying me to you,
or the constant speed of clouds drifting home.
my heart is full, my skin is warmer than
a summer flower's petals, and you are
running fields with me, at the speed of light.
