Silence

(a prompt from Studio30Plus to simply address the 3rd 

dictionary definition of "Love" : sexual passion or desire)

It is too tame a word for summer lightning

And the high winds over the moors.

Just a word,

Too small to contain new lives and dreams

And whispered forbiddens shared in smiling seething night.

A single sound

Cannot within it bind the shattering of ease

And its glorious rebuilding.

It should burn

Not sit so simply on the tongue

Lazy and heavy like an easy thing.  It should pounce

And grasp

And bite

And hold so close and for so long

That worlds could rise and fall unseen

And do.