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