Extemporaneous Instance of Skin; Enlightened Love

The transparent surface reflects flesh eclipsing our skeleton's silence

on the water's akimbo window

a solid flow of indigo limbs

where all we know bends like elbows;

it blends where waving movements never end

and I'm a part of time's construction; caving with the moments within--

simultaneously displaying fleeting existence: an extemporaneous instance of skin

grounded on these surfaces of unfounded purposes

marooned in the bloom of flowers cocooned in the womb of hours

one of ours will soon need room in the always twirled world of spiral-dark hallways

where viral sparks have cured unfurled hearts and unsure desire alit atomic pire