what I want to share

    This breathing, air bartered between us
    so you pull me to your bosom
    and I cannot refuse. So I taste you
    by being simply alive.

    This longing, the pull of flesh
    over flesh to cover our bareness
    of soul.  The distance we endure.
    The seas we brave to reach each other.

    Here is skin you may bruise
    with wanting or rage. And here
    are my hands, their cracks and fissures
    unfolding a life none of us can change.

    These fingers, the things they have touched.
    Let one of these things be you.
    Let me return your name
    to the one who had most forgotten.

25 October 2001   00:24 hours
after watching 'Eating Air' { } island beach vacation, last day