Devotion

Moonlight swarms open fields with wet
pewter and gold, 
oceans cross shorelines —

Butterfly, 
make waves upon his nose
the way my fingers douse his body in sunlight. 

Evergreen king, 
move me the way your embers glaze the sky
with hues of indigo —

moonlight and dew caress my heart with your essence, 
as abstract roots cascade upon the nighttime sky. 

Are your hands forming the curvature of the earth 
the way your hands trace my body?

Honey oozes from your crevices, 
I cannot help but become a scavenger
of your remains on this earth
the way Ravens devote themselves to your eyes.