Transit of Venus

(Leo)
I chased the dream
through the churning
undersea
towards the direction of
morning
until I broke the surface
of the water
and awoke
amidst crumpled sheets
and an open window
where the morningbirds
sang

Looking outside
through twisted
boughs of Oaks
I saw you
naked
milky in the morningsun
by the waters edge
teasing the surface
with your hand
It is you who has called me forth
from slumber
it is you.

(Isslene)
If you watch, closely
you will find, the way
in-between I wait for you.
I have come for you. . .