Touch Poems
Good morning, darling
by J. Burgess
Lying in bed I think about you,
your pretty hanging plants and air-filled apartment
and your big eyes. Its midday, and rushed
I admire the thought of another noon
bathing in awe and elation
just existing in a particle and swing,
of synchronous touch. Your wet mouth
and the pacing heart beating out any responsibility. Lay
still now to breathe smoke from a cigarette, one big exhale I see you smile through smoke, telling tales of love with half whispered sleep. Despite the falling snow
you land on my white body like a delicate drop, quietly
......
"Aanraking ".
by Mario Odekerken
Jou hand
teen my vel
en tyd
vergeet
homself.
Daar is niks
behalwe dit-
jy,
ek,
......
Berührung
by Mario Odekerken
Deine Hand
auf meiner Haut
und die Zeit
vergisst
sich selbst.
Es gibt nichts
als dies-
du,
ich,
......
Aanraking
by Mario Odekerken
Jouw hand
tegen mijn huid
en de tijd
vergeet
zichzelf.
Er is niets
dan dit-
jij,
ik,
......
Touch
by Mario Odekerken
Your hand
against my skin
and time
forgets
itself.
There is nothing
but this-
you,
me,
......
Berührung
by Mario Odekerken
Deine Hand
auf meiner Haut
und die Zeit
vergisst
sich selbst.
Es gibt nichts
als dies-
du,
ich,
......
"Aanraking ".
by Mario Odekerken
Jou hand
teen my vel
en tyd
vergeet
homself.
Daar is niks
behalwe dit-
jy,
ek,
......
Touch
by Mario Odekerken
Your hand
against my skin
and time
forgets
itself.
There is nothing
but this-
you,
me,
......
Aanraking
by Mario Odekerken
Jouw hand
tegen mijn huid
en de tijd
vergeet
zichzelf.
Er is niets
dan dit-
jij,
ik,
......
Good morning, darling
by J. Burgess
Lying in bed I think about you,
your pretty hanging plants and air-filled apartment
and your big eyes. Its midday, and rushed
I admire the thought of another noon
bathing in awe and elation
just existing in a particle and swing,
of synchronous touch. Your wet mouth
and the pacing heart beating out any responsibility. Lay
still now to breathe smoke from a cigarette, one big exhale I see you smile through smoke, telling tales of love with half whispered sleep. Despite the falling snow
you land on my white body like a delicate drop, quietly
......
