Cartographic Fingertips

I think that she has a certain type of eyes.

Her eyes like my eyes,
in the way that my eyes
like her hair strands
and visible laughs
and visible ideas.

I think that she could leave.

She could fold up the corners
of her own world's map
and leap across it,
and I would still receive her
magnetics.

I think that she is a direction.

Her fingertips,
when facing inward
towards her exotic river
of a spine,
are my idea of cartography.
Her bone structure
is the blueprint of a place
that makes me feel less
nomadic.

I think that I can remain here.

Her speech tones
are a compass,
and my ears follow
with willing contentment.

I think I have found a heartbeat for a home.

Reviews

[Chris]

This one has some interesting things happening with it, Rae. The form has an inventive call and response structure.
And the content has universal appeal, which is cool.

[jonah]

Harley! how have you been doing? I see that you've added 3 new poems. this one is really great! love the imagery so much. and the tones you use in your poems, lovely, maybe plain, i don't know it's a complicated mix. all I can think of in this poem is that the speaker really admires someone and that she's like a rolemodel to her....but I don't know for sure hahaha. anyway, as always, great write!

[Rae]

I've been great! I like to have sort of plain tones and interesting words sometimes, so it makes a lot of sense why you would say that. And yes, it's about my girlfriend, who I do admire a lot, but it's also just completely about love and finding someone :)

[bernardderek6]

Very, Very good. I understand the emotion in your words. You are going far, solid job my friend.