XintaRairakku

ii.     we carved animals     from ivory castles     floating in the sun.  we were the doting spring mayflies twisting upon meadows,          wreathing lilies between          toes, breathing -- iii. between the sheets of golden chaff, she whispered,   "let's dance in the rain                          on the cobblestone streets                          before the singing rosebud                          mutes her swollen gown.'                          :     past the shivering        moon we snuck with shadows tucked into dreams.  we were       waltzing toy soldiers,       our peace-broken holster