The Dark Advance
The Dark Advance
Tonight,
the violet waves had slight,
foam-bearing crests,
and when you pierced
the water's edge, your skin
so fair
reflected falling stars above.
Midnight,
the mysterious hours after:
The speckled light
danced on your breast
and in your laughing eyes.
Brightness
offset the dark advance of waves.
Twilight's
morning star arrived,
pleasure-creased
as age-old prunes,
and left our summer skin
so cold,
pale fingertips could not entwine.



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