Homero Aridjis

SOMETIMES WE TOUCH A BODY

Sometimes we touch a body and we wake it

and it is a way through the night which opens

to our senses the pulsing of its arms like the sea's

.
and we love it like the sea

like a naked song

like the only Summer

.
We say it is light as one says now

we say it is yesterday and other places

.

we fill it with bodies and bodies

with gulls our own gulls
.

We go climbing it peak after peak

with ears and roofs and door latches
.

with hotels and ditches and memories

and landscapes and time and asteroids

.
We fill it to the brim with ourselves and with soul

with collars of islands and with soul

.
We feel ourselves living and everyday

we feel ourselves beautiful but shadow