Plain speak

I want to speak to you so simply

so gently, just a tremor of air and silence,

a caress against the shell of your ear

without explanations of context

just the heel of one word followed by the next

just their bare feet touching down lightly

leaving no footprints, no tracks, not even a trace;

a breath of air mussing the hair

of palm trees in the sunset;

a finger brushing your cheekbones, your temples

so slight the movement that when

you look you feel nothing there. 

I want to speak to you without

quotes from the great classical poets,

without dropping the names of ancient philosophers,

without allusions to the scriptures -

yours or mine or theirs;

I want to speak like a dragonfly

wing falling on your forehead;

like the flight of a beetle

in the dozy afternoon breeze;

like an eddy of wind shrugging onto

its shoulders a mantle of spicy smells

proffered by a sunlit eucalyptus.

I want to speak to you, not like a poet

not declaim anything

in eloquent firework arcs;

no snowstorms of smileys

or fascinated words, open-mouthed,

arms flung up in frenzied spikes.

Just ordinary words, plain

and beautiful bare-bodied, unadorned, lithe;

their natural playfulness

the leap of dolphins against waves;

like a faraway whale song for

its mate across the oceans

so far and so soft its cadence

that when it fades you realise

that I have sat, my pulse under yours,

in an aching, haunting melody of silence

all through this evening

in the velvet waterfall of darkness.

And not to declaim or anything, but am delighted to report that the monthly bloghop - Write...Edit...Publish   hosted originally by Denise Covey is back in business!!! :~) And Yolanda Renee, awesome murder mystery writer and a friend, is co-hosting :~) I see some big, fat, richly interesting prompts coming!