craving the taste of your lips and your hands on my hips

Each vibration

especially in stillness

either helps or hinders

the creative impulse.

She returned

to her silence

contemplating

the love in her heart

still beating.

my heart beats
in a frenzied pattern
I want to run
I want to scream.
not scream.
yell
but that's all I do
I have to keep exploring, moving, trying to make sense of anything
everything
your life and mine
the stars are silent but I am free to speak