kinetics

and love
which should be
kinetic
stirs just below the skin
then out through
extremities
bursting
into the fire
so lovely
the fractured
reflection
the gazebo and
bulrushes
tossed amidst
star-burst petals
the water records
forever promises
and keeps her tongue
all winter
until she rises
cascades with
laughter
lust
ebullient
her skirts raised
love should be
kinetic
when whispered
by a million voices
will be heard
everywhere