one word free range hearts: [un]cage[d]

[match the wine]
for tina

mistress minstrel
freed across
time's limitations
freed from
the lapidary
setting of
all dreams
lost & found:
these were
lasting visions
nearing the longitudes
& latitudes of
capricorned cancer,
tradewinds
trading wings
unfurled
in the upper rooms
of love's rampant song.
you look for gold
in the estuaries
as you find them,
you pray for
the ends to match
the heart's wine,
you claim what
sends you round
the moon's
harvest, the sun's
drumbeat, the pulse
of fires
that blaze night
when night
blazes best.

Image: Joseph Cornell, "Navigating the Imagination"