Evening salutation

Brass lamp lit bright

Held in right hand

Her cupped left palm

Protected flame from the wind.

"Light, Salute light!"

A melody sweet.

Flicker of flame

Sprayed gold on her

Face and lush tresses’

A bright piece of

Evening left behind

After sun-set.

Heart pounded to my ears,

Lungs bellowed with the wish

To lift her in my arms

To swirl like a top

Till she’d grasp me tight,

Her eyes beseech in fright.

I’d tickle her to laughter

And stifle her with kisses.