This night each starry stab of light
across the river trails a wriggling
snake of silver
in the water ...
A distant sadly comic saxophone
cries faintly in the black and sultry summer
Who ... stole my heart away?
Who ... an old piano mingles soft
into the blessed Colorado breeze
crickets chirp and rasp a song as your
slow breathing in my ear blends with
the heat, the scent of dewy clover and
the not quite heard strum buzz of stars.
It is a night for nakedness
(wildflowers are from my garden)