Where are you lover,
hot skin, soft lips, giving and
taking until I
forget the cold rain outside?
Have I frightened you away?
Your tears like acid,
your silence, like a caul, and
yet you call to me.
You move me in your stillness.
You sing strongest in whispers.
Teacher, lover, man
of deep mystery, do you
know you shine? I fear
that you have nothing to say.
Your silence overwhelms me.
Breath and base instincts
revealed, you leave me naked
to your knowing, which
I welcome. Come to me. Come
into my arms. Say nothing.
Sheryl Mebane earned a minor in creative
writing at UNC-Chapel Hill. She was awarded a
fellowship by Pearl Street Publishing, which
published her jazz novel Lady Bird. Her
drumming and compositions have been recorded
on three jazz CDs. She has a doctorate in
physical chemistry, has taught green chemistry
and works as a science translator.
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