BLIND FISH
I don't like to make love with words
Words uncover the things down to its bones
Steal its mystery
Like a blind fish from obscure abyss' of Sea
Which dies when it is exposed at Sunlight.
By this, my best poem of Love
Is taste you
Drain you
Make that you swim between my hands
As if you were a woman of water
Make that you flood me
As if you were a woman of water
Baptize me into you
As if you were a woman of water.
If you get it
If we get it
Maybe at last we keep the breath
For one mute kiss that drag us to the dream.
If you get it
If we get it
I'll know that my words just are blind fish
And they came to die here.
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