inscrutable light, savory night
thrumming in an empty shell
unspeakable touch on my cheek
where have the years wandered
so far from my sight so close to my ears
the voices hint at glowing limbs and scented lips
dripping with honey
unbreakable tunes that bind us
ineffable dreams remind us
the silver thread of twilight is stretching thin

(Words and images Copyright 2012 by Michael Kallstrom)