love is luminosity

love is luminosity

for some the winged circle high,

above their heads, on fierce blue currents.

a breeze won't move them,

nor the shuttering lens of thunder's gallant children,

who surround the timid and the bold.

but I am moved

through a lucency, through ruby sparks that piece the sky,

the lacing of fireworks that I feel through your hands.

and you are a light which I have taken inside

for love is

as light does