Essence of Lumina

She glows

light falling from her eyes like a soft lit neon clock

her dark eyelashes flickering across the landscape

of my tattooed arms

blinking at me

she peeks underneath my skin

with her little girl wonder

and her soft and vivacious lips

that press the footsteps of her breath

onto the surface of my grateful neck

her glittering simple caresses

and her smoldering glances

allow her to melt through the padlock on my soul

as she steps in to fill me with her luminescence

and soothes my tousled soul

in the golden light of a late Sunday afternoon

in a freshly sprouted spring