Sensing the subtle changes

in the atmosphere

of her heart

He waxed on

in verdant phrases

exuding from his own

Fusion implicated

Yet, an explosion

of creativity ensued

Cosmic Teal

has such an appeal

in the ethers

of her sight

Peacocks call

a sound so tall

And protects from treetops

late at night

Celluloid veil

protects me from success

I can see it

yet not taste it

I am grateful today

that the veil

tears so easily