hey girl!
are you there?
i’m worried,
and i’m looking for you everywhere –
behind the drapes, under the bed, and especially in the cabinets
filled with fancy glassware,
but not inside my head, girl.
Phew! i’m tired now.
just in case
you change your mind
to end this race and to be mine,
i’m sitting by the backdoor of our house
and writing a song for you,
hope it gets complete by night until nine.
something i want to tell you.
love yesterday of mine.
make love to me today.
and i swear
I'll love you tomorrow in every distinctive way.
love me here.
love me there.
love me more
when I’m sick,
and I can’t go anywhere.
love me through thick and thin
under a roof or in open wind.
darling! wrap me when I’m cold.
put me together when I’m in pieces.
hold me tight if i be scared.
put your skin on me when I’m completely bare.
you know, girl!
sometimes, i imagine
how adjectives fight with each other
inside my head to be with you.
i imagine you.
i write you when I’m not with you
the world is a boring film without you.
and when you’re around
my mind feeds on you.
girl, i’ve made supper.
come here.
i’m in the kitchen.
look!
you have to wash up tonight,
as I made the dinner.
do not pout.
all right, i’ll help you, only tonight.
look at the sky!
“the moon is hiding behind the dark clouds
like donning a revealing shroud.”
girl, put your antsy head on my thighs.
close your wily eyes.
read my dreams
during dreamy nights.
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| the love candle; we made love to its dim light and pleasing smell |
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