Thursday, May 18, 2006

my blood

You have become my blood
or I have always been Yours.
The distinction is the distance
or intimacy of waves.

You bathe me or I bathe You.
I don't split hairs anymore
I comb Your hair or You
comb mine with the same fingers.

The sea is our blood
my mind Your movement or stillness.

You are my blood.
I don't worship You
I worship the taste
of Your blood in me

Image: "My Blood" by n.m.rai