heartfruit

As Sun swims away,
love sparks from the heat of hand in mine.
Pulse ebbs
with the horizon’s current
and lips burn
crimson in fading amber light,
dripping red with juice of heartfruit -
mine.

Salt of sea,
carried on back of breeze stings my eyes;
Blink,
I will not let tears stain this sight
of you,
my sunshine under dying sky.