Numbing Quiet
You move coolly away
Dragging her heart over hot coals.
Her blind tongue cuts the flames
But continues to hold.
The vast quiet pierces the seed
Of ache. You leave her numb.
Heart gripped by a dangerous need.
Mind stiffened and dumb.
As she turns a masked face
You utter her name and she freezes—
In this moment her flashing fate
Drops to its knees:
Fan the fire of her soul with his breath, dear Lord—
Rock her heart, O Love, in the cradle of his words.
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