Is it so serious to leave us
Tongue tied dreaming for death
Or to stutter off only to
Wish for the quench of your
Salty lips against the sky
Mine and yours alone
Nothing to stop us nor
To rearrange the gaze
In our eyes aligned with
One another static cling
Comes the plane crashing
Down to earth or something
Like down our throats
Trapped in our hearts
Beating in the chakras sublime
I shouldn’t want to leave your
Side if ever learn any language
To understand your words
Whatever it should be to
Embrace the dance
Between us
Caress your feet and feed you
All of your favorite things
Love every part of you
That you personally despise
This is my gift to hold you
In such guise let me
Kiss it out of you
Stammering for words that
Are clearly non existent
I’ve a finger ready to trace
All the lines from your
Mouth lightly along the bridge
Of your nose through your
Hair and down your back
Whatever is forsaken
Shall be ours
© GÄ
Poétique 