Skating in your Night

Moonshining cheekbones of yesterday's laugh
they slide past the center into thick
and safe ice.

Frozen reflections in the eclipse of your mind;
moonshining chuckles slip for
coiled arms.

Pass every stranger of peripheral glance,
to your gliding salvation,
wrapped in the light.

Moonshining cheekbones slip for your arms,
circles of eights
in my chest remain.