Touch me and you'll know me
Where and when you touch me
Do you feel what's steady
And what's softer, giving way?

Do you feel what's present
And have you daftly learned to trust it?
How will you ever know, my love

What I really was?

So wedding rings have melted,
Or else they're just like roses.
And vouchers of commitment
Need I say another word?

But solid as my bones are here--
A skeletal opinion.
Not that it really matters
But is this a sacred stance?

She laughed and tossed her hair aside
And speaking to an alien
She said, "This man interesting
But never learned to dance."