In my ancestral land -
A land, you say, of no trees
But wind, and more wind -
You sleep and wake before me
Here, I sink into smooth cushions
And someone else’s words
And a purpled sky
That soothes the longing in me
Until I remember that it is
You I want to sink into,
You I want to hear, only you
I want to soothe me.
Oct 26, 2010
Oct 26, 2010 at 9:59 AM UTC
In my ancestral land -
A land, you say, of no trees
But wind, and more wind -
You sleep and wake before me
Here, I sink into smooth cushions
And someone else’s words
And a purpled sky
That soothes the longing in me
Until I remember that it is
You I want to sink into,
You I want to hear, only you
I want to soothe me.
July 2010