in that evening sky
twinkling
like landing lights
an aircraft?
A satellite?
White noise?
Over that house
with the strange stairs
Turquoise evening
with that unerring
something
twinkling
like thoughts
of you
Cool skin
and twined sheets
rumpling in pleasure
sweat and heat
joined like twins
Tracing that bead
of moisture
down your neck
to that wetness
licking
salt and caramel
I see that sky
and feel light
with yearning
my souls on fire
Babylon is burning...