Sadly Beautiful

face mine
to turn away
sometimes the hot breath
holding it becomes
too much
sometimes
easier to face a sea of books
knowing warm hearts
beat in reverse
backwards to my wrongside
sadly moving
yet beautifully alone
in sleep dolphins dive
through to poems,
in dreams we're absolved.
alongside morning calls
bright lights and howling
yawls despite strangeness
turned to face
dangers together.

emptiness, longing
remembering closed limbs
simmering in the red lights
is it all so beautiful
that one forgets to recall
dull blinds, melon
rinds dried in the sun
and spider webs
untethered and swinging
like lace shawls in a miniature
squall, died down.
broken crowns
cracks in the side walk
after the first rain