Brush past, hesitate
and I follow
tasting sun beats
I would open my mouth
to kiss you, Sun
washing down my horizons
Your caresses climb
signal my hollows, lull my vision
sing sing sing
You leave me
with night
spacious and singular
Careful moments of forgetting
supple curtain of emptiness
my earthly bed
Light the lamp!
Kiss no one
the mirror says
—Sarah Vogwill
Sarah Vogwill lives in Brooklyn. After decades focused on visual art, she now takes refuge in writing & turns her attention to community building & local sustainability initiatives.