Light Faith...

… she whispers,
hands clasped in musing;
lightly creasing
with feet
cocooned
in twinned ruby purrs.

… she beckons,
eyes bathed dormant;
whilst lips veiled
in shredded
sleepless cloud
umbrella agape rupture;
livid with windows and
spry in coloured promise.

… she smiles,
day breezy on stars;
toes blazon plum twinkles
holding honey hands
untied
in stitched unity;
brushing in bold life.

… she sings,
sketching memories
thick with small hours;
light in black earnest;
knotted in faith;
apprehensive in chest
and word-painting in ripe breath.

… she believes.
And I, adhering to,
light in faith pray to
mirror;
so circled in silhouette;
so saturated in giving.

Light faith
I thank
for the one that is two;
for the us that is
you and me.

Copyright: Lisa B.