SINGING IN SILENCE
She was singing in the silence of
lovers’ kisses and longing for touch
there were scenes of rapture from beyond
the call of the full moon and its breath
severe that it be in halo’d existence
He heard and charged for he was not alone
agin’ the wind and rain he was also
empowered by circumstances
of neutral embracing like turning
of shrews again’ a winter’s night.
TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA 