Tangent, like so Back side, torso Two systems touching Move ever so slow Breathe in the body heat Top off both of the lungs Feel those expand the diaphragm Stretching body to its limit Then halt Then hold Let the ribcage further swell To the point of nearly bursting First stroke Feel cold air tingling the nose Make contact Release the diaphragm Slowly, almost without motion Pour heat outside into the chill Until the airways close down shut Press on, then press some more And take your breath away Second stroke The cycle starting over Rhythmic, measured, patient With maximal efficiency Each night, You prove through me the limit of possibility
Another installment in the series of poems inspired by physics (see first of the series for more details). Thoughts and comments are appreciated. For further reading: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carnot_heat_engine