spring night ballet
the lilacs are heavy in the air
a fragrance tangible
as syrup alight with wonder
of touch of skin of night air best breathed
by two
oh you yes
us as two pulses and one body
the machinations of the mundane
pushed far behind us
we will be wild we will dare
to be whole as the lilac in may
roots clenching the moist earth
branches alight with sun warm leaves
feeding on their own passion for life
us as chlorophyll igniting the green green
rejoicing cells
whose membranes allow in
all the love all the sky
our spring night ballet
entranced in lilac wishes
J. Pratt-Walter
(c) 2013
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