I sleep on a bed of cotton candy.
the sky is wine green; emitting
the scent of someone I know.
when I open my eyes a kiss greets me
like a loving good morning.
but somehow my body melts,
while the cotton candy gets denser.
are your lips on mine
destroying me?
I run in the dark. but I hear a
whisper. like the wind that now controls
human language. it recites poems
as a spell. paralyzing the legs
that run. a thousand of your steps away,
a million pulls on me. that's the whisper
over and over again until it reaches my ears. until finally
I see a speck of light that forms
your body. is your light my savior?
I enjoy breakfast in a round room
with red brick walls. the windows are
like old television screens. the pictures of mountains
and beautiful rice fields but in black and white. then you suddenly appear
between the gaps in the kitchen cupboard. you smile.
don't say anything. but I didn't expect, when I stabbed the first apple slice, I felt pain in my chest.
while you just said, "I'm entering you,
honey. it will hurt you."
I'm without a thread. you're a pile of silk.
then someone spun us. he sang
a song I've never heard.
the more melodious his voice, the more I want to
kiss you. you'll hear louder
I say your name hundreds of times.
accompanying the movement of love that penetrates
your body and mine. we let go of each other. we embrace each other.
I don't want this to end. I don't want to go home.
I want this love
as long as possible. forever.
I breathe at the bottom of the ocean. fish
build a big city. they are busy going in and out of government buildings.
but I'm not a fish nation. I drowned
when a bullet was shot right at my head. and the fish talked about
important things. they hugged my body very tightly. one of them whispered
to wake me up: “you know, honey.
your lover just let something
out into your head. he said that’s the other job of loving you.”