Is my belly weightless, standing
in the world on straight legs
quietly digesting
without pressure from above?

Is there a curve under my navel
do you want to expose me there
contact with the centre
of my life?

Is your belly warm, is there a bright fire
burning, does it flare, is it smouldering
or are the outlying areas freezing
and char the lobes
in your brainpan?

Belly on belly, eye to eye
breath with breath, peace
by peace, arms around
our hearts, love in our eyes
sealed with kisses