We tossed and turned
the surf of nearness
too close to a far shore.
Seagulls screamed
to be fed
Otters rolled sensuously.
The Goddess
cracked open Her mirror.
I fell out of myself
to be Her moonlight.
I did not dance a step
but was buried and hatched
in a tumbledown sky.
She took Her time with me.
I took a long breath
under that place
where love paints its face.
