expression

We dance
clumsily
in the dark
laughing.

We are more in love
with music
than
with grace.

anticipation

What songs
will break forth
from black ink

as we,

gardeners of
malnourished seeds

pour out wonder?

knowing

You patiently wait
for my brokenness to bind
audible utterances
some intelligible,
some unrefined.

Meanwhile
in an expanse
of nocturnal hush

exchanges of silence,
full of knowing
dance between us.