I imagine The slowDrip-dripOf words Slipping  through your lips The lavish cadenceOf each syllable Brushing against my ear You walk the tight rope Of structured phrases Revived in the hush of subtextthe lush language of longing I taste The slowDrip-dripOf honey Slipping through your lips The lavish cadenceOf each drop  Brushing against...

Speaking To Me

"I close my eyes and she is there"

Softly as the shadows fallI hear voices of evening callSpeaking to me One voice amongst the multitude The one I need to hear Her giftAre words of life They furnish meWith hope and power to heal The doubt and darkness  Her touch so rich and vivid Caresses...