Silver Orchids

for Pamela

Waking in the night
I can hear you
breathing
& it's a warm breeze
returning
like the 7 sleepers of Ephesus
an offshore breeze
bending sea-green eucalyptus
& my heart
decked out w/palm branches
& wind chimes
muscle memories
& orchids
rare orchids
shining like silver
hit w/sunlight
but only when you let me see them
in your eyes

                                      2.14.18