You Cherubim August 14, 2017August 4, 2017 psalteryandlyre how your cerulean skin slides / across the eye, refreshes like the lid / tripped by light, sweat, wind, sex, / / or a speck of mythology settled / in the corneal bedShare Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...