In that Moment

in that moment when I

forgot to guard my heart,

you flattened me

against the earth,

pinned me down

with silver star points

and sang me out to see

the crescent moon, more

luminous even than

the faint pink glow

seeping through the crack

of dawn, while each hour

puffed itself, fanned its

peacock feathers

in an array of strutting minutes

and waited with bated breath

for the world

like a peach

to split open

in juicy, pulpy ripeness

- Photograph and poem copyright 2009 Meri Arnett-Kremian