She of the Sky

More ethereal than the moment before the sun rises

The cumulus embrace you, raise you 

Hair a soft halo

Around your luminous face

My center, my keystone

The dewy spider web 

Strong despite (because?) of your beauty 

The balmy heat of your breath

Caresses my ear

Torturous silence in the wake of you

Oh how I long to speak of your weather

My almost hurricane