Tell me how it happened
in those strident tones that
once shook my lips,
shaken once the tones
in those lips that told me
it happened, how my strident
touch quivered through
you, as the echoes had flickered
through the candlelight once-
once your touch had echoed through
flickering quivers, the
candlelight, as through the
lips that once in shaken
tones stridently echoed
my touch, through you.
By Jason Paul Fox
