If I said you were my sleeping pill,
Would you let me bite you out of your skin?
If I said your ribs were my favorite ribs,
Would you let me play yours like a violin?
If I said you were the sands of my shore,
Would you be left in my shoes when I am gone?
If I said you were my bedtime story,
Would you pardon my yawns and keep story-telling?
Tell me something special the demons from the deepest hole
of the sky not even know
Tell me something the moon surrender to your puzzling puzzle
Tell me, just tell me
something that makes the walls of your bedroom stay
pondering
something that keeps the likes of Amelie Earheart sky-wandering,
or you just could just simply ask me,
“Is my hair the fragrance of your pillow even though in our lifetime we
haven’t slept together?
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