I wonder
As you sleep
At your flesh
Against my flesh,
Curls tickling
My cheeks.
I wonder
At the bones
It bundles,
Muscles thick
And contained.
I wonder
At your organs
Your wires
And bellows,
Pipes,
And filters,
And pumps,
Tucked just there
And out of sight.
I wonder
At you,
Love,
Here
And now,
An embodied
Creature,
Warm
And pulsing.
And I am grateful
That the trembles
In your throat
Pushed waves
To lap
Against my window
And wiggle
My tiny trio
Into warm
Wet
Words
Of greeting.
And is it
Wrong
To know
So fully
In these early hours
And deepest spaces
That these bits
I call you
Will still
And stiffen
And seep
And feed
Simpler creatures?
Beings
Without noses
To tickle
Into the wonders
Of an unsuspecting
Lover.
The clouds are thick
This morning,
And the veil is thin,
And I suppose
It’s time
To run.