rumors

him say
she said

you be
the secret
taste bud

caught
in between

teeth
seasons begin

with your
leaving,
winter;

and your
arrival;
spring

*

she say
him said

body electric,
you be,

the heart's
quicksand

returning
to earth,

rebirth
on silver pearls

of shattered
moonlight

the calm
beyond

the bond
physical

*

we heard
they spoke

a third
language

love's
vernacular

silence,
eyes

walking across
the pallete

of empty space
full
and resting

upon the
familiar

black light