Pull me closer with conversation and wine
and lips and hips and thighs
and mystical thoughts of you sitting
on my face tonight,
time and miles and money
and space ocean separate
the fantasy of what i wanna
do to your body
connection of the physical mental throbbing
plane I explain nothing and everything
at the same time in mind in the cold as
I sit and dream of coconuts and you
and i keep having these dreams about you,
when i met you it was like I had known you before
I don't know but maybe time bends or never
ends or just exists and we know what happens
next in some part of it.
the future memory projects these visions
that i write in words on the page till i
see your face
What pulls me to act this way?
I relate to all the love, feel
I'm blessed that its real
Dreamed i dream all the time
and time again until we meet
my beautiful friend,
when -
January 24, 2013
