every word
she utters
sends me writing books
how can I capture
an essence
so elusive
hummingbirds
are put to shame
by the maneuvers
of her plume
she generates
rhythms that alter
the alters
of the oldest
and most stubborn
she puts a fresh coat of paint
on the temple
of a brand new mind
such genius
of eloquence
in a form so vivid
color runs screaming in suicide
it simply cannot compete
her words
are bells
and her movements
echo and vibrate
in the ether
for time
unimaginable
she secretes secrets
I have learned wisdom
as we wept
sweet with sweat
silent
in our sleep