under the springlight
beside the window sill
sun radiates
and the heat I gently feel
from the ocean bottom
wing-clouds traverse the purple skies
heart flutters
the bridge of stars
intersecting
beyond the horizon lines; I miss you,
I miss you--- glaring, glancing.
tapping through window--- dimming
tap tapping through the glass
penumbra shadows overcasts my umbra
in the dawn of eclipse
as I embrace cosmic strings
sown into the moonlight sheets
tears through the fabric
tap-tap; unveiling the beauty of the night
