Touch Me If You Still Can. Poem by RIC BASTASA

tomorrow perhaps
when you finally find the
correct answer
of my Sphinx

when my house fall into
ruins
when my bridge burns itself
when the last boat
is taken by the flood
when what remains is the stone
in me,

i know what i want to say,
shattered, i guess i cannot be
silent anymore
and i have to say it to you

i am what i am
and you know it beforehand

all clothes gone
i am naked, touch me if you still can.