Crows pepper blues
flavoring a new season
I feel her beneath me
beating
breathing
her earth tones sent
Bi-pipes in the sea
play Indian blues
to lure poetic waves
of candor colour
Her dreams float
upon soft crests of wet flesh
So firm and strong
in her Indian song
So soft
Fall s warm fawn eyes
native brown
almond skies
melt
A frozen moon in full bloom
twines twists
sinks below tan cliffs
into the swallows of time
seeding the the blue egg
filling the darkness with life
till dawn
Comes the light
Eddie L Vigil