that is so warm to the touch
to my forehead, to my cheeks,
I have held this book open across my belly.
I have sat smiling on this book
until my flesh felt wedded to its covers.
I have sat laughing on this book until I have moistened
its covers with my body.
I have wrapt this book around my legs.
I have knelt on this book until my knees bled.
This book and I have become indivisible.
I have placed my feet on this book's last pages,
confident of standing so much higher in the world
than I ever stood before.
May I keep this book forever.
May this book and this body outlast my love.
May this body and this book love me as I love its
length, its breadth, its thickness, its text,
its skin, its letters, its punctuation, its quiet
and its noisy pages.
Its tickling delights.
Book, body -I love you
I have raced with these pages.
The watermarks are like flushed veins.
The pages are so harmonious in their proportion