Ramona, part 2

Ramona, part 2

though breathlike, get deathlike at times

and there's no use in tryin'

to deal with the dyin'

though I cannot explain that in lines.

Bob Dylan, To Ramona

I am what you are

I look through your eyes

I walk because of your feet

I get up no weight on you

and I immerse myself in your waters.

I know the specific meaning

you have given your view

of the universe. I am your meridian

laughter, your arms floating in the air,

your fingers de-kernelling a time

composed of            dawn to night.

I am your       without a body.

Your story is the same as mine,

from childhood I feel through your spores

with absent eyes.