Saturday, February 6, 2010

Your Language

Lulled traveller to your sweet siren

I float in your blue moon swell

deaf to the insistent world


Conch cupped to my ear

I listen intently to the deep, stirring

rhythms of your heart


Each poetic bone in my body

feels the music of your velvet voice

& longs to learn your language


Drifter on the tides of time

I dive deeper to breathe the stories

of your life’s many mysteries


Drowning in a sea of dreams

I taste the promise of your lips

dumb to the waking wonder


Wayfarer on the early evenflow

my eyes have no purchase

blind in the naked night