Lying naked in the leaves
outside the garden wall
I hear strings and horns
in the sound
of the limbs blowing,
the meandering creek
and wind in hollow trees.
Your voice sings the melody
in a minor key
speaking feelings and thoughts
and I long to sing that song
back to you.
But my voice joins in counterpoint
and I smile at myself,
laid bare,
singing sweetly,
unknown in my hidden world.
I will not be seen
or heard
here in my quiet place.
But I will
sing my magic spell,
believe in what is true,
see your naked body
in my mind’s eye
and love you.
