October 19, 2001

• silent waters

  
  

  i dream of the ocean when i close
  my eyes, sounds reaching my ears
  through the thick sweetness of honey
  and quiet. silence falls and grows,
  like the comfort of fast friends over years
  to wrap me in the coolness of tears
  and sleep, to taste the salt tinged
  with sun upon my open lips.
  no breath drawn to stir the waters
  no languid laughs, instead knowing
  smiles that hide the secrets hinged
  between sky and deep – light slips
  away amid the closed current flowing,
  beneath the beds of coral and weed,
  a wordless gasp to a lover’s caress
  murmured mutely, a prisoner of need.

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