This habit of being,
of being together,
of being comfortable in contact,
fitting naturally into the curves and hollows
of each other
provides a wordless nourishment,
a sense of home never achieved
by staid convention
or polite conversation

Our bones know
this is what we need:
We put our hands together
to feel the shared vibration,
we put our heads together
to hum as one.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 11, 2015

Pottery by Jennifer McCurdy; photo by Gary Mirando