I take off my earrings and high heels ritually
your essence can not make this moment
any brighter or emotional free
gratuitous as an independent variable of your touch
the sounds in my head make their own sunrise
become purple and red
synonyms of euphoria
"it's sunrise"
I said, you said it was bright noon
I should have told you your whole body
reflects sunrise as morn and noon as sunrise
your transparent reflection is essential
in the look of my bare feet and exposed fingertips
I'll do it again- sway in front of your eyes like a
sea-star
or a mermaid that set free in you arms
with jeans and high heels
it's not almost sundown
and still noon in the sun clock of your eyes
I take off my clothes ritually
the dim light reflects on my skin as an ancient mosaic
brand new in your eyes, intrigues your arms to reveal
and exile your known self from the being
and your absence can't make this moment
more magical than sunrise without the sun.