The Hum of You
Do you remember the night
i danced
beneath the moon’s nervous gaze
as you softly whistled
your next psalm,
composing as you went?
I moved in the shadow
of your eyes
impatiently waiting my turn,
all the while feeling
the hum of you
between my shoulder blades.
The stars reached down,
touched the pathway between us
as the dance of the Goddess
met the praise of God
and a new song was born.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012
