How to Not Know

i am picking up stars
of crushed velvet and space dust
to set gently on iridescent eyelids
because nothing is too good
for you,
sweetheart.
how would rainy bust stops feel
if you didn't know the destination
and your footsteps were glass-on-grass
like a lightning storm?
you are a function,
variables of an artist
but i love you still--
hearts are not streetlights,
darling.

jupiter and glass

we find ourselves
in coppery confines and
soft rose glass,
the fractals of our choosing--
but do we choose to love,
or does it fall from
sweet flounder lips, unprecedented,
galaxies without names?
let us run rapid, rampant, ragged
i love you brimming with sun
and if i were jupiter
tell me you'd be my red spot.

[aren't there things we've never said,
places we've never heard of?]

if your face was a hearth
i'd never put it out,
love,
fling our lives from skyscrapers
and laugh when they hit the ground--


[tell me you think we
were worth it all--]

solarprince

when it hits me
late at night like a migraine
or a storm wave,
you are staring at me with wide, wide
greenasyou'deverlike
eyes
and you are reminding me quietly
that we are the same,
and all the words wrung from your soft
weather-lips, whether-or-not
i could hear them,
were a beautiful blur seeping into the spidery veins
in my ear
like a steady stream of cool water
coupled with hot hot forestfire breath--

and oh how i knew i loved you.

when you sing,
you carry us away like a natural disaster
and we no longer feel man-made;
we ache for beauty and oxygen
and we are enough because
we are Two People
among billions
who happen to love each other
((and have you heard that you are a tidal wave,
mistakes and beauty and perfection?))

let's listen close to goldfish and snowfall,
all the silence they've ever said
may be worth more than our spoken vows
and perhaps we are lily-skinned and
soft-eyed
but what questions can that ever answer?

[let us be more than the sky,
let the galaxy spill between us]

[i]
[love]
[you]
[more]
[than]
[the]
[stars]