to see the space between?

Who will show us where to look?

Peel the sugary glaze off our Eyes.

And when Eye speak with my tongue,
Notice only my breath, it wears You.

My tongue, 
                 twisting, 
                              turning around the Center

a back-up dancer to our silent song.

And when we stop,
                              stop. 
                                      stopping.
We’re suddenly Home.