my voice

my voice

my voice

born in blood

taken by the the wind

i send it to you

my voice

born with stars,

sound of the tides,

through forests of darkness,

with wings of light

my voice

soaring with birds flight,

croaking and hoarse,

biting through stones

and muck and bones

my voice

a song of desire

to touch your heart,

a breath in your  mind

my voice

sent

to make

our solitude

dance