Seen in time she glows in the dark,
Seen in reflected moonlight,
Prismatic, lit up in pale pink
Like Twiggy mod as Irish Brooklyn belle
Enshrined in the Wurlitzer glass.
Seen in light diffuse, pale eyes sway,
Sighs breath incense subdued,
Perfect fingers clasped, eyes gently gaze
Lace graces her hair under rich mosaic glass.
Seen in soft moonlight, drenched grass
In soft summer evening fog,
Subtle emerald over aqua,
Her reclining profile barely in focus,
Her short sweet breath mist envelopes the stars
Through eyelids that touch closed and flutter
The world suggested by a reflecting windshield
Speeding distantly through the night.
Seen in the light of a backdrop
Interior hallway, the goodnight for tonight
Ritual in a tenement alcove, illuminated
In clear glass, in mingled cigarette swirls
Among brass mailboxes, ancient chandeliers.
© Celeste Plowden 2010