In utter silence I hear her speak to me

She knows the violence of

My hidden shame,

The twisted vowels of strangled utterance

Almost as though we meet somewhere entrance

Doors without name

Empty to loss of love

A darker violet shade is but cannot be

Strange music plays on parquet floors we dance

Cast in character roles of seeming chance

Like a card game

Hands below, eyes above

Profane and pious, lost like skies, deep as see . . .