Saturday, 16 May 2009

Duty free_

I had omelets and black coffee in Pristina
A chicken salad and black coffee in Thessaloniki skies
And a beer in Istambul

I will have dinner up above the Mediterranean Sea
And another beer in Beirut

All day long
You lingered in my mind
Coming and going
Being your transparent self
Crossing the walls of my brain
Itching, sweetly

All night long
Your shadow will cast through my body
Your eyes will be on me
Your arms will be longing to hold me

We will be on the same land

But we will never be there...

1 comment:

marooned84 said...

That's the brightest poem in I dunno how long...

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