Free for one hand

Rene van Helsdingen (NL) 6.30 min.

I want to run my hand
along the poetry of your landscape
discover with my eyes shut tight
its cliffs
in the blood of your lips
the poem inside you
rocks  dances  sings
follows your lead
your every breath
your every move
your sleepless nights
cling to me in tatters
and I hunger for your fire
in the ashes of your silence