bending in twilight

feel your blood
stampede of power lifting
the fiery bath of its nutrients

feel your pulse
cascade of blood offerings
from your heart’s first thirsty beats
lathered in promises to keep you nourished

feel your blood memory like nesting dolls
cup of velvet prayer, unbroken cloth
of plasma, the salt and proteins of your specificity
folding the long river of creation

you are every blushing ache and seasoned
lip splashing the clearest pools of its legacy

feel your breath
steady pull of oxygen into carbon
the rustling tongues of
green growing things bowing
loving mouths to renew your caress

this molecular pendulum of forming and
reforming through each
soft set of lungs remembers
catching a breeze to chase the sun’s revolution
in your oldest ancestors 

feel your water 
swelling, receding, gathered like oceans
in the conducting arms of the moon, every
galaxy of memory, droplet
of space and time staking their stories
in the muddy tributaries of your tissues,
tipping incantations of hope through each fresh bowl
of grief

this dewy matrix of generations, blistering cavity of
intention, this heap of liquid and pulse, body of
holy heat and reaching, belongs