ORCHESTRA

speak a speech without words , let your sentences simply become your quivered breath , your smiles gives a shine my skin feels , tell me what is realized and wild , through thoughts we ponder for a while breath in silence the depth of swelling grace , I taste flavors bold and new , lets try new spices some old and new , give life to this creation,  the dough plump with your ministrations,  how i hunger to feed on juices that threatens to take me under the mixing of seasonings,  wine and fruit , my senses are ripe at your root , cultivate me , make me your own , blend and crush me into the dust of your bone