Eve of summer solstice

I carry the darkness of the moon
Its scar is the long shadow swelling
on my cheeks

I am packed and ready to go
To northeast meadow, my pockets
waiting for summer

I want to know what you believe
for us:  are we reckless like black crows
or growing as taproot

Here, where the seasons move like clock
Red-tipped, guzzling of morning dew  
Brown-fallen, nipped by evening wind

Tell me our story again
How we met, how we watched dawn
tiptoe its feet above sea tides

How you kiss me so slowly
As if time is slow twister, kite-tangled 
As if time is language, lost in your eyes  

Let me not lose my way
Let me not shatter into thousand pieces
           ink, thistle, seeds

before I find
That it's you that makes the longest day
sun-dappled, delicate silk as dragonfly wings

Let me come back whole
Let me remember & touch you once again

My second skin
My wild river

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Thanks for the visit ~