Moon Waves

as night concludes my body rolls

to rest on printed sand

.

 I am phosphorus

.

 sliding through hot sea walls

I am wide water falling

I am gold flesh rain

.

moon waves are tinted love and form to flex this raw satin surface

.

somewhere a child whistles sweetly,

her pea green boat patiently bobbing

.

she of sky cat dreams holds out her bowl

colours slip,

aromatic oils flower,

I dip my fingers and take the hint

.

there is lightning in my eyes