Primal plea
Just one touch
Spine on spine
Cheek to knee
Limbs sail
Crash into the floor
Crash into the walls
Traverse the veil
Whirl me
Just one more time
Just one touch
Is all I need
Radius meets scapula
Hip joint locked to hip joint
Lungs crack open to breathe
Take the open hand
Never stop whirling
Until the song must end
Fist full of button-down
Mismatch socks
And a squeal
I go to move
Beg to heal
Share the weight of a stranger
Who shares the artists’ heart
Go to move
Dare to part
From the dawn of the unsung song
We’re whirling still
After the music fades
And skin starts to peel
Fold gently
Fade sweetly
Air to air
Embryo to dust
Purplish black ink in your palm
Pours my neck into the floor
Your dance lends my soul to bend
Just one touch
And I can breathe again
Art by Kėkė 