class twelve

sunrise

my infatuated
exuberance has not lessened
since the moment
i first saw you

first love and most admired
seductive as a pin-up poster boy
dangling from my wall
muscles bulging and face clenched

but soft,
i'm caressing your glossy hair
hands dancing over the countours
of your face, counting
eyelashes and freckles
i'll know you then

when i look at you
i feel like water
stretching slowly over a rim, each
molecule holding, each
grip loosening
until the moment
when

snap!

and all is spilling:
perpetual gush

they say that nobody's perfect
but seeing you at dawn is
seeing the world
spinning
in your presence

you're holding planets
in your fingertips
and the morning sings out
in exaltation--
to you,
beloved.