Appendix Pain Goes Away

body

W. Bouguereau - The two swimmers
1884

the shores

your body

my island

alive in the morning,

in the lap of the lake

every word is short,

between sips of lips

the way binds

the sense of the soul.

In the mind of the bodies

silence has harsh tones,

speechless eyes

the echo fades

in the window of dawn,

stride taste

mouths kissing,

water gods

the sober fingers

walk