Tuesday, 19 February 2013

Experiencing her dance I slowly find my way as
an arm stretches lightly forward
another arm smoothes the rough edges and delicate hairs
a hand gently rotating until palm upward, bare and delicate to all the world
I breathe in, and out, in and out
Watching her move I feel expansion, like someone opened my heart and lungs
and breathed a gush of wind, a lashing of air
deep in bones and viscera
A oneness of air and bone,
body and breath
you and me

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