On wintery afternoons
It is white henna on blue skin
A chalky imprint, washable
Or a loose bubble thinning
To extinction, hanging in a
Papery husk. Viewed through
A telescope, pulled startlingly
Close, a pearl enveloped by
Black gown. Dark volcanic maria
Filling spaces between bright
Ancient celestial highlands.
Your love only ever shows its
Near side. As many seas and basins
Obscured as apparent. But even with
My head turned ground-ward, ears
Cupped, a loosening of attention.
It’s there, dense. Encircling.