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