you can put
the wind
in the sky
if you like
or dance on indian
paint brushes
and fold the sun
into origami panties
just let the moon capture
the breeze in a spinnaker
made of blackeye susans
that breathe your love
but don't take my lips
from the heaven
of your kiss
This is the second center of gravity in your work, because it defines, in highly dynamic terms, the power and extent of your Muse's inspiration upon your verse.
Starward