A Burning wind whirls around me

the heat of body and mind squeezes my ribs

tightens my breath.  Dry lips; brain on fire

Burning.

Wanting swirls through the wind

an anguished wailing in my belly

yearning.  (You are there and not here.)

I call.  Words tumble out one over another

pebbles in a rushing stream.

My mind jumps quick hearing only the

click click click stone against stone

not waiting for meaning.

Wanting.

Silence envelops sound, knowing you are here.

Glancing up to see you:  hair this way,

nose there, smooth planes shadowed and light

Brings a smoothing across my lungs

and the soul rests in

Silence.

In this Burning heated wind, this fire

Where is love?  Where ends desire?