Garden Light

Eyes bright curious, she walks in garden light.

A dress like cream, suspended from a pendant,

couched above the breast.

Kiana. I think.

Hair fine brown, she radiates the garden light.

Smile, curious bow lipped, olive skin healthy.

Like cream. Kiana, I think.

So sultry casual, a garden light glow,

and somehow green adorns her.

Kiana.

Ascendant moon or lazy noon,

We deserve our time together.

Let me fall in to you,

Kiana.

And in dream day years, with flowered tiers,

An arcade,

An ocean,

A boardwalk.

And together tonight,

In the soft garden light,

Kiana.