I am the Marrow in the Meat

I am the marrow in the meat

of the bones you eat

I rumble in the clouds

then shower down

you will find me languishing

in the synapses

between your skin and teeth

I am the sound in your sleep

I waft through your nostrils

while you shiver and moan

my tendrils tantalize and tingle

the upside of your toes and

cling like snakeskin

to the soles of your feet

I am the excavator

of the patchwork

imprinted within, the hills

and valleys that imprint

your skin

Remember me always

akin akin

I am your lover

deep within.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Jr Korpa on Unsplash

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