I wrote this poem several years ago and came across it recently. It was inspired by Alice Oswald.
Close your eyes.
Imagine the softest places -
light on petals resting, an infants sigh on a grown-up shoulder,
the white pocket inside your elbow,
a waterspider stepping on the surface of a puddle -
and put them aside. Now think of warmth.
The candle´s gold, the way two bodies fit
together, how to fall asleep in a cloud
of goose down...
Now marry the two. Laugh at their dance -
like flappers to jazz or bonfire shadows
in a fluttering trance. Spin them
and spin them in a cool silken web,
watch the dew gather like dreams
condensing on a pillow before bed.
Now untie these thoughts, one by one,
slip the loop deftly from its home in your head
and let them float away towards the gravity
of the moon.