jump start

my body attempts to remain unattended
skin softens and heartbeat steadies
each layer constricts to protect the rooted core
he touches me and then i disappear

his body attempts to shield a rhythm
in measures of approaches, descents, and departures
postures, a lingering over, primitive movement
i touch him and he melts, a hardened metal into liquid

our bodies attempt to believe a dialogue
dictated doctrine from the pages of
a manual: to Live in Totality
where our individualized dreams are encoded

it is the touching of opposite wires,
which sparks, melts vision, and disappears