Reading Poetry

Reading Poetry

Imagine reading these words of mine

while I address you in repose.

Whose declaration is most divine

neither cadence nor volume can disclose

but who finds a pace

slips from their tongue

as we savor a phrase

that wants to be sung.

Articulating each word with ease

those lips before me shudder in response.

Your heart-beat rhythms arteries

warmed by whispered poems.