summer breath

                                                            summer breath


the blossom bright temper
held up high in a bloom, there!  sunspot on a branch!
a silken white hope is deciduous regret
for here i’ll never meet you
under lissome myrtus wood
and not elsewhere
or haven’t yet.

my growth is everywhere
like gossamer that settles limbs or breaks out in
to city sky and in gravity to hold me
far, far from outer reaches
of your swirling pungent mind
and inner thighs
and summer breath.