The crack in his boot extracts the world’s dampness
while his footfalls drum incantations
through mud and puddles
shaking up the earth
until, from the moon’s view,
His true love’s heart
beats time to his march
eyes meeting on the moon.
His foot comes down in puddles
to spray a sparkling corona of color
that bedazzles her sweet laughing face.
Ignited by her image, he takes another step.
Brenda Warren 2012
Thank you to Tess at The Mag for the prompt. Check it out for more creative responses to the picture.