Your voices echo down my bones
Your bones root up through my heels
Your wings pull shining from my spine
Body never ends;
Undulating landscape, breast and mountains,
Voice and cobweb,
Song to silent stars behind eyelids,
Moving constellations of kin metals
Never so far that I don’t feel you.
Faces that paint each other,
Sharing eyes, the space beneath a cave,
Filled with crystal songs from our tiniest parts,
The spinning orbits of thoughts and lightening
And moons and atoms,
This echo of time that ripples underfoot.
A heartbeat surge of tenderness
Between the moors and my beloved,
You are all here;
I cannot find the edges anymore.