You enter me and I enter you, in between there are no parallels, this is our body electric, our strings echo and echo as I dig my fingers into your skin, we raise and fall to an old dance engraved in our bodies, in blue guitars and hollow flutes, in drums and in the whispering wind. I fall into a starry sky threading supernovas embroidered on purple banners of silk into a garland for your dark eyes. I am awash in a sea of smells of We Ocean, a beat begins, Sufis clapping in the distance coming towards us, raising into a cresendo, this is the sound of mineral striking mineral and music: jazz blues rock duelling rock blues jazz. Thus I begin another descent into silence that which finally brings me to you.


My Poems