Soothing Sensation


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All these years,

and I have been talking to you

as if Iwasn’t here.


Touching my body at night

realizing it has edges

borders underknown by me.


Just like a mirror, I expecting

your hand to show me what is skin.


Seduced by all the mothers who fell in love 

with the child I did not become.


So simple to have lightening,

soothing sensations, when underwater. 


Or no longer afraid other people will see my desire 

on the ground, readjusting to what feels like a slap. 


We are not alike; I tell the sun hit by the rush of cement.


I’m more like an empty pool holding vigil in a nameless

city, praying for jumps in midair.