How shall we say... William Carlos William How shall we say my friendloverwhisper man, the time sensuous begins moves as the sand falls away from our day and the dolphins bear it away to a universe that fades in, fades out, but cannot quiet our need this measure. I taste the laughter fluttering in your belly just the way your tongue brings me my own insistent candor paused in mid-being between the promise of the music and the birth of the numbing star - across the dark sea's fierce chant met in the holy passion of a small, small sigh. This mind that today drove us to work, shared ken with the rational rest, lies dazed in your throat's hollow like a deer broken by auto lights held speard between the heartbeats, finding neither will nor force to fly, meeting spirit to spirit in this new created we. How shall we say my warmtimbrerumblevoice man, what nature waked us in this ragged desert with cool water, with feasts of strawberries, tomatoes, red, plum fruits with sweet cream, till we move freely from dream to real to dream God gracing us with forgetfulness about which is which or why. Our composed selves, nodding across the rooms of our passingsby have stirred the dance that draws one note from your palm, its answer from my toes, the bright nakedness of our shadows creates an Orion symphony of light only our fingers can see, unfolding magicmechanicsordained in the placing of major wordless notes. How? That is how we shall say.
Lonely woods, small woods clean running stream sunlight fairies waterdancing... dappled light surrounding timid groping through never traveled space intent on this moment not the end, holding your hand brushing silliness across your face, wind-washed hilltop framing the last days of the comet... morning shower spray stinging awakefulness into my spirit music, without words bread pudding breakfast strawberry supper, odd flower garden renegade with only crossword rhyme. Prayer, wood floor imprinting my willing knees chaos, center, tears, pain, laughter always laughter... last week's book, that movie, is it you? Is it only me? Come, I've coffee and crumpets and space and we.
