creamed ballet

running toward you with
creamed ballet eyes and crammed
open lips.
circumferenced around your

shortened waist we begin to

use our flurried eyes; disturbed

inside and without our marriage.

where our doting heirloom 

eyes meet and our patience 

levitate with steamed tables

and portioned laughter.

by and by we are strengthened 

with our monuments and 

my stars are aligned with

us.