I also burn

I also burn
in numbed silence
quiet
night-cold
earth-red.

Sometimes
in a single blow
blotted out
with the noise
of laughter.
You.

I also burn
savage
with the world
with the waist of dark rivers
the warmth of wind's spark
in my eyes

Slow
with the fabric of
dishevelled nights
in fragmented shadows
of luminiscenct fireflies.

I also burn
with the blue petals of love
in the stench of escape
in the rhythm of tree barks

I also burn
my love
when
I hear you whisper a knife
through the verdant woman
of nameless springs

6/19/2006 8:42 PM - First Posted