Bath

Like a bar of soap you pick me up take me out of all my paper wrappings draw me into your arms I slip in your embrace under the rain of the shower pouring over our bodies and the slippery floor tiles. Strings of water come one after another hang blue curtains - another veil between us? - too late too late we are bodies of one piece that have become soul - become soul entirely - and as one we passed through the wall - through the veil of distances - joined to each other like the first couple on earth one body slipping over another - and entirely one soul - passionate and happy inseparable from each other words are silent on our tongues our kisses sing now only the drops of water take up the song of our kisses hang it in the misty air like thousands of lanterns lighthouses never going out dancing in the storm a light woven into the body of space a soul woven into another soul in one body now we have become body - without duality - entirely one body. Water rains on our kiss blue drops take up our kisses and sow them in the depths of the earth. Poppies wild, forever, grow on the top of the hill in the lap of the plain passionate sliding on the breast of the wind and happy ...