It must be a tricky business
it lingers, hovers stealthily
an invisible silence
a swift inhabitation
the soul awaits
to startle the body

In a wordless voice
it moves from room to room
turning lights on
spends a lifetime
ever longing
to be known
and heard.

the vibration  of your voice
     makes me feel warm
          the weight of your bones
               makes me feel at home
                    
                               *c.b