It is as though you fill
A special stillness within me
With light and shadows
Of fragile heartbeat
Pulsing with a madness
I cannot control
You find me alone
And reach for me in
One quick motion that
Melts me in ribbons
To wrap you without binding
It is with strokes of liquid
Breath of fire
Words echoing unspoken
I reach inside and turn my flesh upon itself
I am open to your whims
Yet calm I lie
Still and still filling with your light
Written April 10, 1987
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