Nothing defines it
What more exquisite
Expressiveness
Than the heart letter
Inscribed yet inkless
A mystic calligraphist
Lip prints on paper skin
It makes the universal
Personal within travel
Past the gallows
Of our woes
Up the stairwell
Into the window of a
Writer’s love well from another page
In the crevice of your back
Or another animal
State of being vining
Capturing the complexity
Of a love with more richness
Lust and dimension
Unclouded just enough to make us feel
At once less alone
More whole in our trust
Understanding ourselves
Pressed between us
In a mass of
Penetrating light
© GÄ
Poétique 