kadal

[fleur_de_soleil]

even in this drop of water

in the beginning, there was lightning;
churning us -
molecular,
from the sea. arcing until we swam,
chains of wonder, shimmering.
oil on pavement.

(floating, silk 
in the salt sweet liquor of your warmth, we began to create.

embroidering our mechanisms;
shuttling in, out
up, down, left, right, together
and apart

the machinery of our souls

every best patent, 
current working model,
drafted within the weight of your
sea.)

crawling into the incandescent heat
of the sun, lying - drying
in radiant starlight, 
we --

transforming the very
sea into the heat of our
fat and the salt
of our blood.

into the salt of our blood.