Preamble to verse

Memory of presence
       in the past
captured in words
       architectures of existence
in the flow of time
       a rubric of emotions
of lines drawn in the sand
       words that bind us
to ourselves
       and to each other
interwoven
       the threads of life
the sometime love
       the name on our lips
the phrasing of our lives
       what it is to be in words
what it is to know
       in words that appear
and reappear
       time and time again

At dawn I sought
       the words for you
the word
       the name of you
sound of my heart
       light of my love
my breath time
       and my space

John Lyons