Thursday, August 26, 2010

Gemini Rising

We followed the sun;
Let’s stalk the starry nights
above the wet ground.

The light in your grin,
gleaming mischievous,
is surely my guide.

Layered deep and near,
those pinpoints carve windmills
as we crane our necks upwards.
Spin spin dizzy light -
Carve the space,
Relative to nothing,
Except for us.