we understand each other, in one of those returns of glance
with precise fires burning behind a very dense fog
that it feels good to rip as if we were blinking, leisurely.

we understand each other, in one of those facets of the touch
as virgin of hands in the rough as they are cut
and polished to the lusty purity of gem, of rarity
intimately, leisurely, penetrated.

we understand each other, in one of those subtleties of tongue
between fruity at the sampling and an aftertaste with notes
of wood that, in the trinomial body – sap – aroma
leisurely discloses, luxuriant, the whole tree.

we understand each other, in one of those easy harmonies
of bird and trill, or bed and river, or secret
whose anamnesis is, in essence, an unrestricted flight
skimming depths which then it echoes
leisurely, in ripples, along the water’s skin.

we understand each other, in one of those adjacencies
that would be, in a sense of creation, that pause
of the self-portrait between the brush, already soaked
in colours of flesh and blood, and the canvas, white and dry
as bones are; so, we understand each other as wholeness
would understand itself, still in the void –
- or as that unique soul which in itself is conceived
warm and naked, leisurely.

© 2006 Alexandra* ~ OneLight*®