cosmos align

before,
your dreams populated the starlit sky
while the moon led me to you...

and with a quick zip
the moonlight was caught
between the sheets
like pressed flowers
that might lie between pages of a book...

I watched the sloped hypotenuse
of your shoulders rise and fall
as you struggled to wake
in the early dawn hours
of my arrival

as your lips parted
in the night
allowing measured kites of breath to dissapate-

it was then
I touched you
softly