Your gaze falls over my body like a hush
and from the fire I gleam silver
and as the sword I am sure

In the clearing I realize you are an ocean
harboring secrets composed of sounds

But like the sun, you travel untouched
by time, the earth and its weariness

Together knotted strings drop towards the ground
seared with light, the sacrificial fire of the afternoon

And at once we exist in furious togetherness

Under a dome of silence I darken
almost imperceptibly to your touch
A hand becomes short-lived salvation
a noteworthy pull into your inner orbit

This silent dance is achieved
by the greatest of thieves pulling at
immeasurable ropes with magic hands

Your love exists as infinite ropes
They tug deeply.