Auras

Huddled beneath the stars,
Pockets of evolution,
A million photon fires,
Light circles of communion,
Where dreams or specters tide,
In a darkly dank reunion,
Resists.

And light to light will pool,
Against the pitch - auroral,
Within this fog of flickers,
Life-stories bind like coral,
Love babbles and love bonds,
In both revelry and quarrel,
Grapples.

Then in the deep midnight,
Wicks and lights expire,
And loves to bodies cleave,
In need and in desire,
'Til consciousness recedes,
As the embers that expire,
In whispers.