On Our Mats

Funny how they litter the room
Our little spots
Colorful dots
Mine is purple, thick and spongy
Yours the blue of a Caribbean sky
Push our sweaty palms in
Push our heels down
A leg raises high
Then through the hands
Feet come together
Bend over
Lungs fill up
Empty
Her gentle voice
Breathe here for awhile
Suddenly instructions
Hand goes under
Turn and look up to the sky
Breath comes in and pushes out
Mine too fast
A rhythm
On our mats
Music
Humming into chaturanga
Updog downdog
Stay here for awhile
Breathing
Lavender scent
Her gentle voice coos
Exhale the day away


by Jetset Jenna

Photo of Kaia