Law of Attraction

©vtai2012

“Throw your dreams into space like a kite,
and you do not know what it will bring back –
a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.”

Anaïs Nin

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Delight

Toes curl with carpet
big spoon, little spoon
fingers and calluses
across
a sober keyboard
slow to draw circles upon
one flustered note

My neck aches
from bending at an unnatural angle,
to allow light through my iris:
a reflection of a bodily composition-

In between the intertwined
and the tongue-tied comfort
a gesture of penetration
with my hands-
in strokes i swim to effort
intimacy
within a sea of figure and fluidity

Tides rise high
and tides rise
low

tides high and
rise low

high
tides low

But an offbeat flow in my marine
crash and suspend
the waterfront of
our orchestral afternoon.