11.2.12

BACKGROUND



Look
hold my hand.
Notice how everything but our hands
becomes hand.

This is how it is,
you and I.
We are held in everything's palm

Look
at my eyes.
See how all but our eyes
is eye.
We are watched by everything's eye

Lay
your mouth against mine.
This is my joy,
to kiss
and be kissed by the universe

1 comment:

shaun said...

~Doverstock, 1986