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