I envy the stiffness of your body
in contrast of my reverie
My life points out to the world’s dawns
a dirty membrane
The instigator of multiple myriads
cleanes the disorder which swamps
One that makes us creatures
with lots of errors

Time obliterates some tracks
many solist tracks
I forget my raptured direction of sense
for an instant with you,
my adversary mood dives, drowns my ego
Into the comfort of your arms, endless
I undo, I rinse, I saturate,
I entail forms of delicate

You smile at this lucid invite,
soaked in my peculiar insight
You open the way to this conviction,
this natural lane
that considers all my "women"
I douse the fervor in my intention,
So now is my turn to become the force
on which love carries us

Copyright ©2010 Johanne Farmer