burn and dance

So I started on this a few weeks back, conveniently let it slip out of my consciousness amidst a lot of hectic running around, found it on my pc yesterday and finished it up. Sorta. Well, Jien likes it, and that's good enough. *grin*

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whispersmurmersemotionalflickerings
toss and tumble, light up the night
midnight past and still they dance
through silence serene,
through love and laughter
to pierce my soul, to bind in truth
demanding utterance,
burn and dance.

burn and dance.
the tumbling of truth
in clumsy phrases
that demand their voice
for what would love be
made in quiet choice
if we were afraid and
silent shame reigned instead?

daylight spent waiting,
nights frittered in dreams
new longing in waking
new twinges, new achings
a meeting of souls,
to mingle and fuse
to stretch, to blossom
to grow in hope,
to grow in truth.

confusion that hovers
in peripherial whirlings,
whirling and wishing,
silent and waiting
tingle to see, in this
inbred uncertainty.

freed from me;
to live, to be
empty, yet filled;
incomplete,
yet whole in you.

12.8.2004