playful

and what is this thing presented here
this body from whose and such
that wants a touch of madness
a sheer flight from system sanity

for we are not we but more
god this is so primitively true
we know it we sow it and long to reap
bind me lay me a holy harvest…you

we touch plunge and retreat
a warm hand in cold spring water
little by little used to it now
licking the drops of dripping courage

like night and day

do you see it?

do you see

do you

do