Just an Evening

For Patricia--May 15, 2002

Sienna, amber, sepia, gold
Colors dance through our space like flags of fabric
Flames lapping at the air, yearning to draw it in
To sample its sweet essence, its intoxicating perfume
As light plays in teasing waves across marble skin
Thrashing against restraints of my own patience
I hold still, but drink thirstily from wells of desire
And of laughter both childlike and informed
My heart, my time, my now, my world, suspended
Breath held fast for fear of dreams’ flight
No breeze to play across butterflies’ wings
No weather reports out of Moscow
Clinging to fading tapestry
The record of a most savored moment
Nothing, for now, never, but this
A celebration of all that is you, my you
A perfect moment, a snapshot for eternity
Etched in mind, spirit, heart, life
Perpetuated in love
This moment fleeting, precious, like crystal
Helpless on its descent to a floor of substance
Free your mirthful spirit, child, woman, love
My spirit frolics to these sweet strains
And all my senses consume you
My love, my life, my only dream
Painted in sienna, amber, sepia, gold