Devotions #2

Let me tell you about neon-tinselled showers

& musicals set for midnight bells. About how

your masquerade mask shimmers in the dark

when I rip it off your satin skin

In this euphoric cacophony of carousing

let us not be serene, but instead screeching reveries

like mirror balls swinging from a rainy streetlamp

We dive headfirst & the night is a bewildering coverlet

around our star-seeking bodies, glitter-drawn breaths,

never forgetting the pastoral symphonies we will sing

but only for each other, on this stage

of similarly fervid skyscrapers, now ours to rule