A Gentle Whisper

A gentle whisper...... It sounds only in the ear, no loud proclamation,
a magic spell that wakes the rivers to flow..... The
oxygen stream freezes in breathing from caresses,
Eyes lock behind the trembling curtain of the lid.....


Lips strain to fall toward the altar at the foot of the neck,
fingers strain to accept, embracing each other as benediction...
Wet snakes uncoil across broad shoulders,
sweet heat spreads along the curve of the back......


Life beneath the skin shudders, trembles beneath the rain of lashes,
the walker runs, breathes, exhales in forgotten measure.....
There is a tangible sound—the heart beats like a captured bird,
and the soul takes its free flight to heaven.....