Maya

if you were looking closely

you might have seen a tiny smile

trace the outline

of trembling lips

in that otherworldly glow

just beyond the crimson dying  sun

...and if you opened your ears wider

you might have heard the faintest sigh

waft upward

amongst the stars

to hang on bended knee

beneath a shiny silvern moon

…and if you ask why the smile

i would simply walk away,

for what answer

could be given

when i see my own breath dancing

in a world apart from men