Discovery...

As familiar as my handprint
as foreign as a new film
I want to peel back the layers of protection
to see what they're covering
I want to knead the forms between my fingers
understand every line and curve
touching each of the square inches
and become intimately connected to the surface
read the textures like brail
giving raised clues about the content of the messages
I want to know what sounds can be made
from inside and out
I want to have my taste buds aroused
by the smell
I want the discovery to last long
and for the experience to be mutual