More than words

More than words

Better silent
            if there be no words
to move the heart
            to action

            in the night sky
tears of light
            all things cosmos
all things process
            So the fingers move
in fine traceries
            over her body
delicate acts
            of worship

On these long
            winter evenings
we think
            of nothing else

Memories will
            not sustain us
the parade must
            move forward
before our heels

Her breath
            a counterpoint
to my own
            a harmony
slow to fade
            let’s not make
            let’s make love

John Lyons


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