Near. So near that you can kiss me.
I can see the gods dancing
Inside your belly,
And they break away star by star
From the tips of your curling
Fingers pointing up to their bed of waiting
Companions.
You release them, and you send them away.
And I watch, your color tied to me
Like a glowing sigh. And the illusion
Of a kiss. You don't need to touch me
For us to dance to the songs of my heart;
You are a belly dancer who never leaves
Your stage of broken nature.
But others will leave their silly stage of comfort
For you. And your price? Their lives.
You seduce the wind, and you seduce my cleverness,
And like the wind, my airy thoughts
Tumble and curve to you,
Hidden and lost to the dark bends of your nature.
And I drift, like a plucked leaf, to your imploding swells of heat-
Drawing me near, so near that you can kiss me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great metaphor here. Fine poem.