Word *

    

I’m still searching for a Word

to describe what it’s like

to discover the sky in my body

between two breaths,

what it’s like to swirl

through the blues in my rib cage,

a Word to explain precisely

how the immeasurable curve

of the Milky Way

shapes my eyeball,

and a silent stream of stars

pours all night down the hollows

of my spine. Perhaps

the Word is simply “Friend”

whispered, naming

the one whose hand

touches my chest

like a feather on a cloud,

or like a blade of honey

so finely honed, my heart

hardly knows

it has been severed

into “I” and “Thou.”
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* My poem was recently published in the lovely
'Braided Way' Magazine: LINK