How do I find 
                      the words?
 
That place where 
                      thoughts
 
   & ideas 
              penetrate—
 
You take, my breath!
    (the way) 
  
You think, my
mind is your writing.
 
 Always so erotic!
The house is silent.
 
       For now, he said
 I could—
 
have secrets, he said,
 a part of him
 
 (the sound)
  began many
 
        conversations
 At the beach house
 
     with eyes closed,  I’m 
riding(that wave)        That—
  
  

 
* A Cento: consisting of the first lines of the poems 
in Laverne Zabielski’s newly released book, Orange