i said i loved you
and didn't i vow that i'd do anything for
you touch
didn't i say i wanted you so much and yet
all this time i have tightened, not trusting
your entry
all this time i have frozen, and bristled
moving from your touch
all the world is your touch
everything comes from your fiery hand
voices above
on lighted wings command, cajole
they sing
listen to him
he brings... bliss
he brings more than you can ever dream
and it seems that i am still stuck here in all my plotting
and my planning
and my plodding
nodding off into stupidity
now
make me your burning ground
my black heart fiery for your joyful dancing
let me lie down for love and see
the happy advent of your
blazing entry