Words on skin
(I can see the shape of your dreaming
and touch the stem of your breath.)
Your lips surround me now.
You take me in,
like flames that taste
the heart of the wood,
and words on skin
or bone-carved flutes,
like a shock of warmth,
as the butcher’s hand
or a priest holds up
the heart of the Lamb.
Your lips surround me now.
You take me in.
(I can see the shape of your dreaming
and hold the weight of your breath.)