Voce

Let's call it vocals for plurality 

past bi-focals viewing dimlit pencil sketches

that stay in store before my quizzical 

imploring cry of "More!" while I stand

at intention with pale gift of attention 

five and a half furlongs toward her body

her unharmed body of work with 

welt-weary spurts of infracted innocence 

seeping through for we are not alike 

I like that bold kindness may the rest 

of her be given respite she has earned 

I bow to endow her shimmering 

aloneness nested in a wiser 

Christ