Listening

Listening to your words

Dripping from your lips like

Dewdrops

Drowning in them

Eyes swirling back and my body

Aching

Shivering

Bare and raw in the sun

Exposed and burning

Souls, sweet and supple

Slipping

Silenced

Dried husks staring blind with tears

Until the moon comes

Soft and white

Waiting while whisps

Weave water over wounds

Winding

Until we sleep, entangled, dreaming.