And in her arms a baby

bright as a daffodil.

Rays of light

emanate

from this child.

 

He remembers a game -

“do you like butter?”

and thinks he sees

a golden glow reflected

on his young wife’s throat…

 

Pollen-headed

the baby has

a smile that gleams

audacious as the sun!

 

Holdmefeedmeloveme

undeniable demands

as a full breast is nuzzled

by a so-demanding rosy mouth.

 

The young wife’s golden hair

curtains the infant,

keeping it from him,

as tiny fingers

clutch….

 

Standing, watching

outside this sacred orbit -

a man.

Eclipsed