A Date with Mikal

always a late bloomer
could never catch the dawn
so today
the dawn came to me

walking out to the field
– in only my tee
dew tingeing my bare feet
the climate’s embrace
an ethereal breath

the sun playing hide & seek
though still high noon
ocherous horizon
basking me with sensuality
static tickles my flesh
as my hair billows up
in prayer

Mikal thrusts the winds
into a vigorous spiral
eyes closed – still can smell
the earth’s sex
as a finger from the heavens
descends to probe
assailingly slow
then with such friction
making us howl in ecstasy

spreading my arms wide
Mikal pulls me to him
with a beat of his whirlwings
whispering in my ear
through a vociferous void

“soar with me today…
for by the morrow
you’ll wake in a staid bed”