You drowned a polished ring
which I recovered, unknowingly
at the bottom of the lake
in the depths of your heart
Your wishes ring like church bells
Your fire burning through the days
the days which wind down and blur
sinking into wat’ry grave
“I want you in my dreams”
Well, I want you in mundane hour
and in the habitude of passing Time
We could shelter under the wings of a dove
whose disposition mimics the pax
it is damp now, in the dawn of year’s end
in the hollows of the tree where we nest
cocooned in sap that sings of honey
and through the trees I find you
time and time again
Always, I hope to greet you
Under willow tree, under pine
Under magnolia, under cypress
Our desire lit by amber
Our Spirit uniting in Love’s branches
Amorously, the night darkens
and like a dream the Moon expires
in osculatory apex
-- Juliette Sandoval is an artist from Los Angeles. Her work has been featured in Bruiser, APOCALYPSE CONFIDENTIAL, miniMAG and JUNK, among others. You can find out more about her work at https://rabbitsmoon.hotglue.me/.