I drank her silence like liqour

And it destroyed me the same

I spun like clocks

And she swirled like stars

 

The wind smelled of her hair

The earth dressed with the

Scent of her winter skin

 

I began to find her in everything-

The rain

The trees

The stars

The moon

It all shrieked her name

 

She had lips like salvation

And grace like eyes

 

This made the stars grow jealous

Of the way she danced.