Jan. 17, 2018

My Body Is Mine

You are standing
On my left side
I am lying down
In my cap n gown
My left hand reaches
For your absent right hand
Your right hand emerges
Into my searching left hand
You gesture gibberish
Into boundaryless space
My eyebrows crinkle

I twist my body
Towards you
And my right hand calls
For your left hand
Both of your hands
Tremble gestures
Into intangible air
My shoulders, neck
And muscles tense
Around my coiled spine
My whole body creases
My heart beats faster
My skin flushes

I inhale and exhale
And ask you to sit
Beside me
You sit beside me
I ask for your hands
To travel with mine
Your humbled hands journey
Into the palm of my hand
And onto the rugged terrain
Of my fabric covered body
My brows unwrinkle
My lips curve up
Your hands paint
A familiar landscape

I uncontort my body
My spine uncoils
And I gently let go
Of your left hand
Your hands stroll
Into my left hand, arm
And onto the smooth plains
Of my blanketed body
My body untenses
My heart slows
My skin cools
My body is calm
My body is mine

©️ Rossana Reis, 2018