LOVE’S NIGHT RIVER
Finally, my love, the day’s net is thrown over
The world and surrendering is counted by snores,
Curtains drawn by priors and a falling moon
Cascading down a vaulted heaven of dark ash.
In our bedroom your hands move and your touch
Slides through the dark of night; a night containing
Impenetrable waters in the shadows of the sky. Such a
Hand gesture signals an affirmative nod for love’s river.
Love’s river descends with its stormy grapes in this
Dark space as if we were the very chalice for the
Entire celestial ash; a tubule floating in this river.
Together we make a single dark space and feel the full
Flow of the river that courses not only through subterranean
Night but flows from the snows of an Empyrean heaven .