peering through the veil

how can it be that i stand here panting, naked, cowering

in the middle of this garden sudden hostile

when it seems that my last breath was fuel for the dance

oh, which was the bite inhaled

the one whose toxins tainted me with shame

with this intense desire to hide

there

the predatory glance that filled my lungs with fear

but love,

i hear

you calling, searching as if i

am something precious you have lost

i hear

the quaver, your own breath exposing,

your intense desire

that i come back to dance with you

i hear

nothing

but this yes-yes. yes-yes. yes-yes

rhythm in my heart

oh love, how i rise within your gaze

fully into flower, to softly sway

before your admiration

even as your arms do fall in this embrace

enfolding beauty

in the softness of your veil

wearing you, i am

flowing, fluid, inspiration

wearing you, i am

naked grace

wearing you,

wearing you,

wearing only you

i am

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. pbsweeney
    Feb 24, 2008 @ 11:30:16

    Another marvelous piece, and fearless too. A great gift for the rest of us.

    Salaams,
    Patricia

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    Reply

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