Tuberose

I search for you everywhere! And in my sleep
Blooms the wild tuberose of your dreams.
The stars are busy—twinkling in the sky.
And, within me, a sea has begun to rise.
Let's resize the world into a handy snowball.
And inscribe our cuddles on the edge of its wall.
Come, let's kiss some unexplored aboriginal land.
And record the touch of our lips on the sand.