i said i would take a pilgrimage
to the rock he climbed
while he was here
he has climbed more mountains
than i am ever likely to
i touched his feet
that touched those places
i have not walked
i tasted the world
through his mouth
he makes love like tomorrow
and i make love like yesterday
or the other way around
in his room there was a mirror
i will never see myself in again
he touched my face
some part of me was missing
some part of me is missing
from every moment
his tongue in the secret place
between my lip and gum
like a mirror of an orifice
like he was fucking my mouth
with his organ of speech
we each heard the other’s heart
and mentioned it
at separate times
he said the word immortal
this was an immortal moment
he said he was alone
his hands and mine
we kissed each other’s hands
because they are so beautiful
we are too beautiful for words
yet here they are
