Beloved wisps
Frame focus on eyelashes
While reaching for warmth
Searching for notes
Of song and lemongrass
In stew of amber grains.

Beloved path,
Who guides gently
Never whipping reigns
Yet reigning in
Dominion of muscle memory
When eyes close
My beloved remains

Beloved cracks in
Brushstrokes on barns
On porches
On the cheeks of my beloved
Whose eyes close
When the sun waltzes too near.

My beloved extends the horizon
Until it divides
Her fingers from fire
Her gray skies from rooftops
Path from unstoppable stream
Erecting fences:

Beloved from bereaved.
Field mice eat crickets
In amber grains
Overseen by my beloved.