Sunday, May 1, 2011

let me hear your voice

let me hear your voice

hmm. there it is again.
that push. pressure of thought,
dream, action meeting.
or not meeting. or meeting poorly.
like a half-heard conversation,
missing some important information,
like a kiss not quite planted squarely.
or surely, or fully.
and that’s what it is –
not full. can’t taste this
thing that should be full of life,
of passion, of desire.
fire of hunger, delight, fear
of falling that becomes flight.

hmm. the hum of dream & expectation
humming ‘neath the skin,
drum beat strain & the eternal song
of yes, here it is, this way, this way,
come closer, draw nearer,
let me feel your breath
as you whisper & murmur
& voice the words curled around your spine,
your fingers unfurled,
your heart the world.