Is My Body Your Playfield Poem by mark nwagwu

Is my body your playfield?
Does it not count for more?
What ever happened
to all those sentiments?

Ah! I can see you in my soul
My spirit rises in you
Your eyes give the light to my soul
Your body my eternal tabernacle

What happened?

Yes, your body is The Playfield
the heavens there enthroned
for that unmatched match
of foundering faults and living love

Drums and flutes and horns above
flow in your heart and blood and veins
send your arms into playful giving
in the symphony of blissful being.