Spy who loves me
We are separated by thousands of miles
But i would want to see her smile
I wonder though
In bed the more
Where would she like me to sleep?
Would this position be for keeps?
Where would she like me to rub?
And play soothing sweet rub-a-dub?
How, when, who, what, which and where?
I need to know even if i cant be there
We are separated by oceans big and small
But, i am curious about her even more
I ask myself
Will she come herself?
if she heard i had had a serious accident?
Would she swim, fly or hike to the incident?
Would she still want to do mouth to mouth?
Order all to leave us alone on the hospital couch?
resuscitate me till i get up and go
Where, how, with what never worrying about the next plot?
I wonder
I ponder
Worry running through my brain
I wonder many times again and again
What if she just appears now?
Would she like my family i dont know how?
Polygamy, monogamy words in my mind doing rounds
Bringing her home on solid ground
I need her, i want her, i love her, my lover
The "Spy Who Loves Me" under cover.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I suppose your wife is not around, hence you took this chance, Else from breakfast to dinner All chores will be on your shoulder....Kidding, I wish this spy to love me as well. Nice poem with fine flow of words.10*********