Strange how gentleness is a leaning-in,
and how the action—its verb and move—
articulates three key vowels out of five:
A, E, I—
before the shock of touch
gets a chance to shape and round the mouth
into the likeness of deep-toned O or U.
And so intimacy’s summoning call
casts its wooing vows
like a brush in its initial stroke—
as if the space in between
needed to be swiped aside, undone,
so that joy and bliss of the soul may live—
with the help of lambda,
which stands—per Socrates—
for a motion gliding softly
more than any other sound.
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