For Queen  

Let’s climb a lake of moon
stepping on rungs of luster  

opaque light fading beyond.
I know we cannot disturb  

the universe with its grace
of oblivion inevitable, its  

garments of time stripped bare
into this one sweet moment  

but eternity is in this fingertip
stirring my love’s fluvial core.  

Who wants to live forever
when today holds an eon  

the only sweet champagne
we are designated to drink.