Possessionless

From us was plundered everything that could be plundered. We rejected and moved away from the frozen whirlpool piled with clocks, coverings, chains... Now naked in the night naked in the day born, it seems, in each other's eyes without anything without anything — alone, alone — paired together we are burning, burning rolling on the green meadow... Your arms, around the cage of my chest have preserved my spine. A shield of your muscles, alive warm and soft embraces my slender ribs. I have become a blade of straw dancing, with your play unharmed, in the grass breathing in with my whole body the sweet breath of the green leaves, every leaf. I have become a blade of straw turning under the light of your sun your sun flowing and shining, now, in the well of my pupils; without anything between your eyes my eyes... Without anything. Without anything and naked your fish dances in my bowl it circles smiling it clings to my crystal wall; it comes to the narrow mouth of my bowl it stirs it goes with a dive to the depths... My bowl is brimming with the diamond of your fish's endless kiss; without anything between me and you... Has a human being ever had anything — will ever have anything — ever more than this?...