Recreation... Audre Lorde

Béatrice Dalle & Jean-Hugues Anglade in 37°2 le matin (1986)

Coming together  

it is easier to work  

after our bodies  

meet

paper and pen

neither care nor profit

whether we write or not

but as your body moves

under my hands  

charged and waiting  

we cut the leash

you create me against your thighs  

hilly with images

moving through our word countries  

my body

writes into your flesh

the poem

you make of me.

 

Touching you I catch midnight  

as moon fires set in my throat  

I love you flesh into blossom  

I made you

and take you made

into me.

Audre Lorde, The Collected Poems of Audre Lorde (W. W. Norton and Company Inc., 1997)