Conbody Poem by Zyw Zywa

Conbody



Wordless reunion
first, I sense his flanks

his hands over my back
with closed eyes

pressed against each other
who knows the time

Then, with all our muscles
talking our naked self

reflected in the love
of one another's soul: we are

inviolably strong
(though we do have doubts)

Over the roots of breathing
and eating we are singing life

in different words
with the same meaning

Friday, February 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love,reunion,sex
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Collection "Without reserve"
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