September 20, 2012

breath

your voice
shaped into
small frames of
potent words
weaving vignettes
saturating my senses
penetrating my fibers
pressing inward
flooding magma
spaces deep
stirring rhythms
with the stream
of consciousness
you

words prance
startle and thunder
then breath
not so much exhales
as gasps departs
leaping from
my lungs
filling with
the ocean tide
of you

body electrified
inflamed
hurled captive
into a fourth
dimension
filled utterly
with the
universe of you
possessing
my soul

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