Like the strings of an instrument,
What fine melody will you weave in my heart
When that music wafts softly
Across forever
And touches a soul
That yearns for release.
Do you ever think,
That you create such wicked wonder
With your words of hunger and fire
Deep in the dense heat of my lusting body
That aches to feel worthy
Of such poetic dreams
How I wish across a field of tomorrows
To hold for one second, one moment of time
That heart that beats in rhythm with mine
How I wish with every cell I own
To feel your skin on mine, your mouth
Our bodies, coming together
In a collision of worlds
That would shatter
The tenuous grip
I hold on my reality
As you pull with the force of the moon
Against my tide and you wax me high
And bury me low
Behind the horizon of longing.
But in my dreams,
Where my heart lingers in your
Concealing embrace,
Enlivened and free,
Holding true with a vengeance that
Frightens and amazes me
I know that change will come
And that we will create that
Sweet, sweet music of words
Together…
