Come with me
Lets take a ride
Plant yourself next to me
Let me smell in your hair
The whiff of yesterday’s shampoo
Closer still
Until the discomfort of distances melt
And you let go
Of that last bit of shame
Close enough
For you to hear my heart beat
Over yours
Close enough
For my face to fill your eyes
Just as they silently
Close behind
Close enough
For me to smell your Dove face wash
Your Charlie Deo
Your Ponds moisturizer
Close enough
Closer enough
Into me, into yourself
Into an alternate
Time Machine.
(Saturday, October 25,2008)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem