Like You

illustration by Man Ray

by Christina Issa

Graciously featured on the Dead Beats Literary Blog.

intuitively, i am yours
without speech or gestures

of the body like plants
belonging to soil and

letters belonging to
words or the night’s embrace of

dark and a crowded elevator to
silence or like a song to

the lark and how foam
goes with an ocean

a cliff’s commitment to
its edges or how temptation belongs

to boredom or neurons
to our guts and how jokes

are to laughs and a sticky night
to the summer or cleanliness is to

baths and how a shadow goes with
light and like you, dances with clouds