crooked lake song

on the edge of water,

firefly buzzing.

sounds like a saltshaker in my ears,

all vibrations and maraca beats.

fine music ebbing like

underwater fanfare,

entry music for the king of the sea.

leaves catch the edge of my fingertips,

skimming like water striders,

soft as daisy petals but

they're not named after me.

parting the reeds

as a deer steps into the shallows,

all legs like a newborn learning to walk,

head pitched toward the sky

and deep black eyes that absorb the darkness above.

reflect back firefly blinks,

on off on off

eyelashes on double speed

and gentle as wind

spreading secrets on gooseflesh skin.

entangling in your hair and shimmering,

diamonds and lightbulbs and

ancient shipwreck secrets.

cold and tastes like lucid dreams

and butterfly flutters.

legs in the water

and cheeks radiating back moonlight,

god beams,

rooftop whistling like birdsong trees.

flesh and breeze and watertight wishes,

lakeside firefly,

directing the choirs.