complete the thought

before I can believe

it even happened

stealth in the Grey sun

sliding in to the entry of day

awash in the dimness

worlds of murmur and nature

come over the forest like

a blanket

pressing in below the chill

while darkness drops and

the crawling moments

freeze the breath

and floweringy

drift up

to melt skyward

into the future

of your glorious

happy kisses