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The sound of love,

the rrrrr, trill consonants

rolling r’s,

brrrlak,

a language

understood only by lovers

falling

over the edge,

plummeting downwards

into the arms of the lover.

They touch ground

heel-toe-heel-toe

they circle ’round

faster and faster

the dust whipping

in a frenzy at their heels

their arms weaving

overhead until

finger tips graze,

lovers ignited by

the rush

of the touch.

A dance once

started, too late

to stop, hips gyrating

slowly- in four-four time

steady at first,

a frenzied flurry

of tempo follows

the lovers in

their whirl around

the space between

their clothed bodies

dancing faster

faster

until there is only

the space

of

a

breath

rrrrr, the thrill

found in rush of a

silent touch.

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I the first time I heard the song Brrlak,I thought this is what love sounds like when it’s nipping are your heels.  Thanks ZM, for the insight and the inspiration.

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I read the poem….

“You Bring Out The Mexican In Me”
by Sandra Cisneros

 I fell on it.  I think that is the best way to find things, when it’s the last thing on your to-do list.

• Go to cleaners
• Stop at pharmacy and pick up Birth Control Pills
• Drop off the clothes from weekend closet clean out at the Goodwill
• Other mindless tasks that you hate doing but that need to be done

Nowhere on the list is

• Discovery of the unexpected

 

Without a warning, the unexpected finds its way into your life.  Such was this poem for me today. I read it through once without breathing or blinking.  I finished, and then released my muscles, my eyes leaked, and the air trapped in my lung bust through my mouth blowing me, and the chair on wheels that I sit on a few inches back.  WOW, that was big and mighty, so big that the sentiment settled into my skin for a long winter’s night.

I put it aside hoping to forget about it, but the voices clamoring in my head had other plans for me.  “It’s like the book, like the book,” they said.  Not exactly, but close enough to for me to pause and consider the possibility of an epiphany.  I had finished Hungry Woman in Paris by Josefina López recently, and the sparks flying in my head were connecting the dots between the two readings.
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Heard it in a love song
Marshall Tucker

 

 

Daylight has found me here again – Allison Moore
If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lay with me and just forget the world  – Snow patrol
What do you say to taking chances – Celine Dion
I’m on Fire, I got a bad desire – Bruce Springsteen
Some people get religion – Brandi Carlile
I call you when I need you, when my heart’s on fire – Tina Turner
It’s more than a feeling – Boston
Coma away with me – Norah Jones
And count every beautiful thing we can see –Neutral Milk Hotel
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