I reach into you

the half-light drizzles

my fingers caress your thoughts
You hear my footfall

we trace another memory

my limbs enfold
I follow you my eyes

can peer into the hidden corners

of your history
Your future I see within dreams

that shroud my bones

dreams I swallow to remake
My bloodstream thirsts

for the throb of matter my sex

gives birth to your desires
I wrestle with each sinew

to breathe luminescent dark

into your strivings
Your heart is where my heart

sings but your words

are not my words
My words have no names

a grammar of the unsayable

gesture’s pure tongue
And should you lose your way

banish the old conceit of sound

and I will guide you home