Infatuated melt
gracious bones
liquid rush
alphabet drained
spinning letters
washbowl twirl
take my unsaid stanzas
down into stone
emblazon them
I am hungry eyes
in desperate need
to be consumed
in hidden blaze
of everything I do not know
how to say.
Find me
before I fall demolished
in silent well
trapped in depth
with no voice to articulate
her awe inspired rays
stuck inside
my motionless hand
burning to cursive desire
waiting on her return-
void of flow
thirsty to speak
intricate nautilius
echoing ocean.
