What is it that attracts?
that pulling together of fragments:
moths to flame
hands to hearts
ink to page
polarized metal
butter to knives
skin to skin
eyes to the garden of possibility
tetthered
to
aubergine rye-whiskey dreams
the torn edges of leather coats
and
childhood gardens
a myriad of particles collide in recogniton
something shared
something desired
gestures seem innocous
thrown down as carmine on leaves
and borealis wounds
a minutiae of fluttered moments hanging breathless
the plethora of pleasure gleamed in the capture
intellect to intention
light to shadow
close to open
wings to weather
magnectic north
lies in the curve
of you
