A silent game
played out with the words
of action and movement,
occasionally,
the asking,
or the courtesy of names.

Quieting the mind
enough to hear with the skin.
Can I interpret movement
through only the barest touch
of hand and arm?

or to lean
cheek to cheek,
and hip to hip,
eyes closed,
swallowed up in the
sway of rhythm
between us.

to give up autonomy,
to the trust of
connection
and follow
the translation of music
as your body
tells it
to mine.