Things I Might Know

The heat from her body

Took mine to the sun,

The soles of my feet

Nearly started to run,

The feel of her fingers

Ignited my spine,

A vibration of color

Danced in a line,

The song she was singing

Rang in my ears,

The band she was drawing

Drew steaming tears,

I thought I was dreaming

T’ill her breath told me no,

And opened a window

To things I might know.

Stephen Nesbitt©