
fairies play music on silken threads left by tiny worms
a child somewhere dreams of dancing on her tippy toes
lonely is the haunting sound of the saxophone
a grandmother holds her daughter’s child the first time
tears leave a salty trail on beautiful black skin
red and orange waltz across the sky, dancing into a sunset
on her wedding night, a newlywed quivers, waiting in white silk
tender touches fuel the nocturnal with a smiling blue moon
naked is the face of life, when seen with loving eyes