the night i found the force

trace these white geometries
and every cell illuminates
fingertip or knifepoint
breath and hair a nightbreeze

every cell illuminates
the body hums with lightforce
crepuscular and muscular,
trust, innate annihilates

the quake

when my eyes are covered
and my hands are tied
i trace the heaving presence
lit cells disdain to hide

so generous his gesture
like laser is his poise
so a sensual a polygon
is mapped into this boy