No Room

There is no room here for the inaccuracies of language.
There is no space in the air between us
To grope for adjectives and flowers
Or rediscover the forgotten art of romantic metaphor
In this moment of clarity
Where we are
And can
Just be
There is no need to articulate
This ocean inside of me
And if poetry comes from struggle and sadness
Then I will lock my lips and dance wildly
Around your fire.

(2005)