Embracing Figures
By Marne Kilates
Hair flows like darkness
Total without texture
Only the twist and curl
Of the void beside
Behind the satin sheet
Thick as blood
Scalding the bodies
Like lava or treacle
The faces vanish merge
As they cling
Or struggle against
Each other
The muscles ripple
As leaves tremble in a breeze
Or water splinters
In a waterfall
Between them the void
Closes
There is no boundary
But the hunger
To become each other
April 25, 2015; rev. September 15, 2021