Words

Words

I press to my heart

In the manner of sailors
Placing a sextant
To their eye.

Words

I rub into my knees

In the way of runners
Working liniment
Into their joints.

Words

I compel into my loins
In the fashion of lovers
Massaging passion
Into their flanks.

Words

I study in my mind
In the modus of scholars
Worrying instruction
Into their brain.

Words

I extend deep into space
In the fierceness of explorers
Burning tomorrow
Into their eyes.