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.