Red-Eye

Hāpuna sands behind us
we hang on while the earth turns
look! the blue moon
rising free from Mauna Kea!
back on the 7th floor more magic
we watched the sun disappear
twenty miles of silence
your closed eyes my open
in the seedy cellphone parking lot
together we finish a word puzzle

in the loading zone
“See you in ten days”
your fingertips
the small of my back
my fingertips
your elbow
the sound of water
poured on the ground
you’re ready
for the red-eye