Things You Can't Say

1
Its all about the link from one gold infinity to the next
A story so black and off-white.
She holds a world in her, no not that one....
Spinning delicious outlines in me.
Ear warms to receiver, breath is conscious thought
Fingers away from static glow where sight hovers.
Cinnamon fire, a beautiful understatement
Burn against sleepiness.

2
Mystery laughter meeting
Irregular dawn to dusk.
This is the forge of us,
Our own eternal lightning.
Deep blue crackle beneath closed eyelids
Drowning in jade concentration.
Symmetry is irrelevant
Rhythm and Passion playing our bard.

3
I am singing to you
In my woodpecker tone.
A mockingbird, you answer
No derision there.
The chain holds tight, molding against sensation
Groping along grown-briar paths.
Story book ending with a twist.