Frigate bird flight

motionless over

Diamond Mountain

 

Aqua shush shush

sand & crabs scuttle

@ sunset.

 

The French discuss

menus: the pros

& cons of soufflé:

 

light reflects

from ocean

on faces too tanned.

 

We are coming

we are going

body snaps its stress

 

I melt like sugar.

 

Cane tall @

roadside, the road

I’ve travelled too far

 

to get here.

 

You are with me

you jumped inside

my skin, refused

 

to move out.

 

I tried to shake

you free; we circle

at a distance.

 

I’m your hero

& you for me?

I wonder

 

if this will be.

 

Frigate flight

swoops over aqua

boats sloop

 

scent of saffron

spices air; as

the mountain

 

watches.