i wept in a dream: nocturne

for e m...

don't ask you to
heal me--don't want
to scar you nor
claim too much nor
ask for other than what i
really would like--just

want to
do you.

no lies and
no offers i
could make
without keeping

nothing about
the obviousness
of your beauty...



opportunity, feeling
like a red horizon
grander even
than the flush
to the forehead

opportunity what's between us
maybe

would call it
something better
but no good
with words.