They have photographed the brain
And here is the picture, it is full of
Branches as I always suspected

Each time you arrive the electricity
Of seeing you is a huge
Tree lumbering through my skull, the roots waving

It is an earth, its fibres wrap
Things buried, your forgotten words
Are graved in my head, an intricate

Red blue and pink prehensile chemistry
Veined like a leaf
Network, or is it a seascape
With corals and shining tentacles

I touch you, I am crеated in you
Somewherе as a complex
Filament of light

You rest on me and my shoulder holds

Your heavy unbelievable
Skull, crowded with radiant
Suns, a new planet, the people
Submerged in you, a lost civilization
I can never excavate:
My hands trace the contours of a total
Universe, its different
Colours, flowers, its undiscovered
Animals, violent or serene

Its other air
Its claws

Its paradise rivers