teach me how to take
derivative of you
so I can keep
my breath steady
when chores became pleasure
sweat became lubricant
my mind transformed
so did yours
in the interval of an impossible domain
I failed to find the value
justifying my desires
thus I picture
pictures of you
refined and over again
between traffic lights and my watch
in the bitterness of my morning espresso
2 comments:
Emma, this is good. You need to write more poetry. Much more. The best part for me is between "thus" & "espresso". It works like a montage.
thank you. most of my posts are actually in my another blog. take a glance if you are interested:-)
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