your call
I crawl like foam along you margins
where do you begin?
I turn my body like you do
do you move differently further down?
my words are ladders
maps
neither ‘for’ nor ‘of’ nor ‘about’
the reason why I am here is you
it’s early
let’s be silently slowly sleepy
listening into the places until your name appears
boisterous
frisking
your washes
your bouncing about in the sparkling after-rain light
ok
let’s play