fluent

I know things I’ve always felt

I know how shapes curve

how the silence inspires

when open fields are feelings

if your dream were a memory

a voice I overheard inside words

I’m there where things conceive

before I was desire, so close to heat

I was a gust of stallions, haloed dust

unhidden by starlight, teasing beauty

that can only become with a question

Things hollow grew full with it’s echo

Shook the earth, turned its hips

came forth in riffs of wet twilight

when I close my eyes and still

belong to your breath on my shoulder

everything we believe

it’s how you know me so fluent

this life feels our truest

intimate in the details

this hunger we share