night orchid

she opens her petals at night

(my moon remains a planet of magna

the spring explodes my flesh into vapor

Love invents sunsets and shades within breasts)

Life-defying temperatures

bodies perspire non-sense while future loves sleep furiously.
not afraid of believing. despite this spiral stringing up my inner petals above highly above the infinite layers of thorns. you dance as if All were Now.
a Suspension of new veins new bloods new pumps.
All at mid-air within your dancing wings.
so much fire. and ultra-violet flashings of flesh.
your dancing makes happen the beginning. again.
when the breath came to clay and the tongue vibrated godless.
humus. our animals resume all.
let us plunge on fire or water? You decide.
not afraid of the ninth hour. the tempest off-shore.
pain becomes an olive tree on the verge of Deluge.

bodies begin raining. as much fire as blood cells.
All confines skin.