Kinesthesia (for The_Fool)

[arielsgoddess]

You move me, Muse--

When I first stumbled in here
A virgin about to be lost and discarded
Forgotten before I could be found
Even by myself

You reached-out, and called to me....

The music of your words
Leading me to dance lithely out of the forest here
Of wood and nymphs and satyrs

You were my segue

Into destiny and deepest desires
Orgies of onomotapoeia and lists of simple beauty
Coupling together to form new entities

Cosmos that climax
Little universes sparkling with life
That twinkle and twirl, deepen and sigh
Adding to the existant symphony
The music of so many new spheres

To which I now dance uninhibited
While creating musicboxes of my own
Where I sometimes lead, as well as follow
In the erotic excess of masses and masters
But I have not forgotten you for a moment

The expert hand that reached-out to me
Leading me surely with love and skillful attention
For the first time through the movements
My mentor, until I began to out pace you
Whereupon you gracefully let go

Retreating wistfully a distance
Refrained to looking on and listening-in
As you do now, from the edge of the crowd
Hear and see me, then, bend to my Maestro
In this song and dance of appreciation