I see you behind the walls of verse
sweeping turkeys in my corneas
fruiting the worldly sewers
from a sky that bleeds you
from a musical star.
I see you in the muscles of a god
let my urgencies beat good on your back
and the leathers of your heart that shelter
my naked ailments.
I see you in every invisible pore
windows to your great looks
see you from all my sides animals
see you decorated with life
nested by stunning cherubs.
See you see yourself in the jaws of the sun
that rubs my walk of poor silent
and invite you to be immortal
in the laughing feat
to scream our race.