Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I want to be the bone in you, the bone
that fills your flesh, the bone that stands
you on your legs and moves within your hands.
I want to be the bone in you, the stone-
carved architecture skeleton that’s sewn
within your skin, the framework that expands—
from earth to sky, from foot to head— that lands
your sole on solid ground, the bones that groan
and crack and pop with movement, yelling, You’re
alive! I want to be the bone in you.
I want to be supportive, sweet and purely
present— always— integrated through
your meat and mingled in your mind as sure
as memories: I want to love you too.

Masterly poetry. Well crafted work.

beautiful mystic poem, joel!!!!!

powerful, and kind of intense, scary- but you know me-i get a little strange! dont forget you
INCREDIBLE POEM JOEL
that would be the correst response= fresh out of those and small talk- you are a very deep man, walk slow

if we have one friend/ lover in our life that has the desire you illustrate, we are damn lucky.....a beautiful description of putting yourself aside to give it all you got......this is the other side of I've got a bone to pick with you.....ha

nice work