a ball of light
comes up
a street
meets a park,
enters.
A translucent
statue
stands inside
one that holds
the day &
explains
love to the world
even in the
dark
the roaring sun
embraces the
girl
inhabits
and entrances
her. It's
the way
you know me,
I know you.
The ball
streams past
but leaves her
light
shovels its
glory everywhere
jars & cars
out paces
the stars
the world
is flooded
with
you. That
good.
