You bring to mind the shining Aurora,
with skies so fired, they nullify sunset,
icefloes so azure, seas frown envious,
to do you justice takes more than sonnet.

How well I recall the blaze of your kiss,
a lightning flash revealing precipice,
a speaking in tongues urging awakening,
a stop to what seemed incessant aching.

You are for me an Antarctic summer,
the welcome wet of a melting glacier,
the long-winged wheeling of an albatross
the Midnight Sun atop the Southern Cross.

As solar winds bring forth bright Aurora,
so you conjure brightest, boundless summer.