Eclipse

Rain pouring down, we frolic, hand in hand, 

Rushing from the warmth of the theater, hair

Plastered to our heated faces, the glowing 

Lights of the marquee illuminating our

Silhouettes against the stark contrast of 

Night. New love blossoms within us, tender 

And fresh, like blossoms unfurling after the 

Final spring frost, tender buds infused with life. 

A harvest moon hangs low in the sky, shades 

Of orange and red peeking through gnarled 

Branches. We dance in the brick courtyard, 

Velvet cloaks swaying on the October wind, 

Our heeled boots echoing in the park with 

Each breathless swing and dip, our smiles 

Outshining the brilliance of the starlight above,

Our love growing steady beneath the earth. 

Indigo waves tug at our feet, the sand cradling

Our bodies, caressing our skin with microscopic

Kisses, as we lounge by the shore of the lake, 

Bodies entangled, hands interlaced, the mighty 

Sierra’s framing our view, their leaves casting

Hues of green and gold on our skin, mirroring 

Our reflection in the crystal waters, the love 

Between us a comfort, a shield from the storm. 

Snow begins to drift, a silent blanket of solace 

Caressing us, quieting the world, stilling the beat 

Of our hearts. We snuggle closer, for warmth and

Intimacy, our breath frosting in languid spirals of 

Vapor, joining with the flurries of frozen crystals 

Dancing through the sky. Our love has endured 

The changing of seasons, the passing of years. 

We are the eclipse of the night and the birth of 

a

new

 dawn.