In any of your cities

by MBKuhl

In any of your cities make me my hands
and I will show them to you
with your silence and its singers
call me you call me and from
there here will not be anywhere other
other than the shape of your body against the sheets

call me you call me and from
here there will be nowhere other
other than the tunnel of light
created by the colors of your calm

I will lie in your patience
I will come int your light and dissolve
dissolve the physics that separates bodies
hard and soft colliding
breath upon breath heaving
until there is such moving there is stillness
and the constellations of your beauty marks
cannot be connected because of their closeness to mine

call me you call me and from
there to here will be nowhere