the sun, hot yellow yolk,

oozes peacefully into skin,

skin seeks refuge in

nakedness

And zephyr caress amplifies

the silence of nerves tingling

in expectation of an oily palm.

iodine air breathes sea over peppery bodies

return to momma’s salty embrace.

grains like stars, abraham’s inheritance,

chafe and smooth and separate; each unique,

with no bond but the rasping of creation.

teeming life unnoticed,

encircled by sterile, oily souls.