i wanted to follow you up,
not just for the sake of the silks,
but for you —
the powerful grace of your perfect body
climbing the sapphire silks to the sky.
i wanted to follow you up,
climb out of the dirty
necessities of my daily grind,
haul myself, through strength
and grace alone, to another world.
if only strength and grace were
all i needed in this world.
you reach the ceiling and spin,
one arm extended, not quite flying,
and spiralling, drop,
and the world is right here with us,
is only what we make of it,
and when your feet touch the ground,
you’re right behind me,
lifting me up.