Under the southern skies
You were reluctant to touch
For fear of anchored storm
In still stalked frozen seas
And you were afraid to enfold
A pungent beauty in your arms.
Counting the out breaths into
Leafed wind in dunes of sand
A few skeletons under the trees
Extending marrows in finite land.
Under the southern skies
Staggered promise for clenched pain
Expecting a smile at the very ledge
For a felicity dappled in crimson dawn.
