I drink your eyes;
They drown me as I drink
My catch-breath heart
Begins to twirl and sink
The blood-fire dance begins,
In tempest-touch we mesh
Your flaming fingertips
Caress my fire-flesh
I drink your eyes;
In drunken love I sway
Our bodies share
The clamor of the clay;
And, like a butterfly,
I'm pinned beneath your gaze
I reach to touch your mouth,
And all my senses blaze
Bridge: Flash-paper song,
Born of the skin,
Sings to the soul
Sighing within
Flash-paper peak,
Lost in a cry,
Burning to live;
Learning to die
I drink your eyes
In after-golden-glow
The blood-fire cools
The dance begins to slow
It does not end at all:
Your eyes fill for my thirst
Each tempest-touch and kiss
Is like the very first
Instrumental (4 lines)
I cup your face
My mouth to lash-brim flies
The timeless dance begin
I drink your eyes
Words and music: Kathy Mar
Copyright 1985 Kathy Mar