do not 'have' a body. I AM a body.
I do not inhabit my body. I AM my body.
I am not an individual. I am : divisible.
I am not one. I am many. In fact,
My integrity rests upon my multiplicity.
My body is a composition. I am a work
Of art. I am a work-in-progress.
And my delight is to feed YOU morsels of myself,
And to taste your delicacies as well.
This is the delicious quiver of desire,
the electrical charge that arcs,
the spark that jumps its track,
the train of thought that leads me back
to YOU.
No,
I am not a body with a mind and a soul,
I am a body that does not mind being solo
So long as I can feed you and need you
To feed me, too.
Who?
This self which insists it exists is a fiction,
There is nothing real inside of me
That need ever come between you and me.
Yes, I know;
The madness of belief is a path that sadly
Has led me astray and away from you
Time and time again. Forgive me again!
Forgive me, my lover, there is no One other than you -
"I am my beloved's and s/he is mine" -
Please, my precious, whenever I lose sight of this
Seduce me again with your mouth and your kiss
Lips pressed tight let us mix our breaths of life
And so entwined behold ourselves
DIVINE