poem 155 of a poem a day for 2012

one play. many parts of you and I

it's not just that I linger in the tides

it's that I welcome the abandon

that comes with what I can handle as

a purely blind love

and every part that pleases you

with each part of you

with each part of me

like actors in a play

parts for our souls to gather

parts for our bodies that

just want to feel wrapped in

every pulse tide we can crawl in

everywhere we can dig fingers in

every place we can feel 

an audience one on one

with the parts we want to be able

to get as perfectly imperfect as we can

without leaving our souls

without a body to partner

when practicing the howls of delight

every day like the birds do

when they sing in the dark

as they know the value

of letting go inside

something else

pulling and pushing

something not felt before

each waxed and waned

parts of our bodies express

that we went looking for ourselves

in every language we could consume

we say what

a breathless soul

already knows

come on baby

take my hand and

climb on top and roll

with these rhythms

show me how you like

to be performed

how you already

knew what was written and

where you like to be on stage

with improvisation

and a handful of my hair

wearing my smile

inside your guile

and daring the audience

to reach inside there too

EJR ©