Ken's Poetry

Communication

Whisper in my ear and I will dance with you
thigh deep through sentences.
Spray seedling thoughts
over my fertile mind
and I will grow flowers
made of myself and you.

Mouth me your innermost longings
wrapped in soft tissue phrases
and I will seek in dark corners
pictures to undress for you,
portraits of nakedness
painted by you and by me.

Lip to ear, phrases
awake you inside me
tangled in silks of knowing
when the chrysalis cracks
and the butterfly flames
in our spoken breath.

Listen. Our world is awaking,
wordsong is scoring the morning
dewing my eyes with your dreams
that together we ranged in the night.
Whisper: the message is flying
from ear to ear to ear.