that is so warm to the touch My touch. to my forehead, to my cheeks, I have held this book open across my belly. I have sat smiling on this book until my flesh felt wedded to its covers. I have sat laughing on this book until I have moistened its covers with my body. I have wrapt this book around my legs. I have knelt on this book until my knees bled. This book and I have become indivisible. I have placed my feet on this book's last pages, confident of standing so much higher in the world than I ever stood before. May I keep this book forever. May this book and this body outlast my love. May this body and this book love me as I love its length, its breadth, its thickness, its text, its skin, its letters, its punctuation, its quiet and its noisy pages. |
Its
tickling delights.
Book, body
-I love you
I have raced with these pages.
The watermarks are like flushed veins. The pages are so harmonious in their proportion |