Call me. Call me, my sweetheart
I ‘m thirsty. I'd love to hear your sweet voice
I want to feel the vibrations of your heart
In order to hear the symphony of your pulse.
Call me. Do not be self-willed, baby
Come sing for me. Come charm me
I would like to dream in the cradle soon
Under the glare of a golden moon.
Call me, my darling. Call me
This winter is awful and the air is frosty
Thank you for showing up, my sunshine
Please come again at waking time.
Copyright © March 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.