Fibers, finding that
which, in flow,
can never be touched
like buried bodies

impregnable images of
adolescence boiling
beneath the surface,

in flex, he becomes stern,
unwavering against the
lapping lethargy

in flow, he is sedimentary—
sand above and below—
surrounding your senses

A pair of hidden hearts
meeting hide to hide

lay in the undercurrent,
find a fixation in flex and flow