Again a dawn of heavy dew, cool of early morning’s air to bare of her naked skin, glow of the sky in catch of the sun in veil and cover of the mist, unseeing of the distance, only details of the near; heart-shaped leaves of the redbud tree, green-edged line of chartreuse glow in catching of the sun, center-hearts still deepened in rich of red-violet touch; one hand to white of the window frame, second to dresser face, balanced in the bracing; cool of the early morning’s air, warmth of his hands in holding, heat of their match; pulse and match of swoon and sway; turn of her face, light of the room in dreamlight through the veil; his eyes to her, hers to his, then closing, abandoning, one in love and swoon and sway; hidden in blind of the open light—detailed, blurred, all as sense, deep touched, spirit raising, restoring into her all; cool of the morning air, warmth of his hands in holding, glow of the sky—skin and spirit’s same—deep of his hold, weight and press of her to, slow of one-held sway and swoon; shudder of the chartreuse glow of leaves and deep of red-blushed hearts in waver to dawn-wind rush that breathed across her then; raise of her body, turn in stand, slow deep kissing still, she pressed in place to wall; glow of the room, still dreamlight, beyond shoulder that she held.