Full Moon

after Rilke

Put out my eyes, I can see your face.

Close me ears, I can hear your voice.

Take my feet, I will not forget the way.

Take my mouth, and your name will still be on my lips.

Break these arms, and you will find me holding

You with this heart as if it were a hand.

Make my heart stop, and my brain will start to pound.

And if you set fire to my brain,

I carry you like water in my blood.

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