Discovery
I can see her in her eyes the darkness
I can hear the voice of night upon her
I can feel the folds of evening clothe her.
On her lips I touch the depths of moisture
in her arms I know a buoyant rapture
On her lips I feel I hear her laughter
I can see her in her eyes the softness
I can hear the night descend and warm her
I can feel the fields that breathe beneath her.