New Poem

As promised, a new offering:

Unlike Achilles
(For Naomi)

You touch my hand
with one finger
and instantly my heart
feels it. Touch any part
of my skin with any part
of yours and I am
opened fully, my leg
trembles when your hand
brushes my back,
my right arm feels
your fingers on my face.
Unlike Achilles
I have no vulnerable
place: Touch me anywhere,
the sweet wounds bless
me everywhere.

February 9, 2005

Happy Valentine's Day all!