Salamander

Silent salamander slidingdry from stony bedelongated liquid shadowblackened image glidingphantom flowingin my head;capturing your lithenesswith a swift flick of my pen.Evaporating sunsetkilling dreams of how we've beentime becomes inherent,seeping seamless in the sunken lanesilk screen faces blazing in the momentsing the young child's lullabyreplays constant in his heartthe hour before he dies.I'm searching in the sacred templespledged to sleep, ratifying secretsas the moon snake holds the world to ransomslays it for a woman's salty sighs.Sun burns fleshvoracious in its quest for heat;black blood pounds in earsconfined long years to dutyimbibes the salamander's immobile sightopen before the heavy breath of you or Itrailed meaning where there is only beingthe feeling of a slender shadowskimming lightly through my mind.