as calm would wash
a weary world
with winds –
the weight of stone
or tears
the shape of ships
once rescued by the storm

as concious thought
to souls endeared
a place beyond the knowing
of destinies returning us
into the way of one

come to me
in silences
as rain within the rain
crossed beneath a kiss
upon my wrist

marked the two becoming
of need with sure desire
e’er weakness wear a name
I couldn’t say
or hasten me to realms
where dreams become reality
the one to know
as I was come to be

naked as the vine
to raise the angry thorn
bested by each trial
was blossomed here
laid apart by innocence
worn within these veils
as sheets to sweat
the night away –
and verses to forget

gather news of evermore
as marked the road I came
a blush of rose
as memory of my birth

take as I will give you
share this sacred breath –
go as still it goes
within your own
bent to sound
so different now
than e’er was spoken here
would bid me come
into these places known

eternities as written
it would be
before I was
winds would find me waiting
as wonder to reveal

held within your arms
another time
when time was new –
passed along as breath
before the night
already still

and all that I remember
is of you