Is a Lover, Moves Like One

O laughter of seafoam,

O soda pop fizzing hot,

O summer sand split holy

And wild by dawn: was it

Her you were looking for?

Nervous in the heat & translucence

Of things,

Draped in lace and hot

To the touch and moving

Beneath long shadows?

I have watched her too.

The sudden return of night

On her shoulders, her vivid cooling.

O light-made being,

Staring now at the sea in the dark

In your wedding dress,

Lay down your quiet fever

Like a lover, it suits you; slip

into sand made sugar by the moon.