he shows me the meanings
written on stone arches
and i touch softly
my own secret places

when i reach out to touch the flame
always pulled in by the flicker
the dancing heat reflected in brown eyes
he keeps my distance for me
knowing i would be consumed..gladly

when the waters fluid cold message
pours over me.....taking me under
tumble...let go...drowning dark no
he waits at the surface like
lights beckoning....rise..rise

on solid ground i find him
behind gnarled trees hiding
as the wind rustles leaves
whispering to me come....come
he waits there in dark places
watching my resistence a smile?

in the smoke that rises
fragrant offerings
i see him...a glimpse
a smell male and dark
now a smile on red lips
i see...how we shadow
each other from afar
taking in the sensations of 2

ahhhh but in sleepy doorways
left open....i wait for
the turn of your key