I sing a new song
unto my Lord.
And no words
can bear it.

So alone
at night, I dance
Like every ecstatic worth
her salt.

It goes like this:

A turn of the wrist
a curve of the hips 
​no one sees
but you​

o resplendent One.

Take off your crown
so we can talk,
whisper together
under white blankets
and wake so entwined
I forget

​what is sunlight
​what is flesh.