Sunday, November 23, 2008

Navigator

What can I learn in your kitchen
are you barefoot on purpose
does your blouse droop to just the right degree

Look at that cloud over there
does it remind you of when we made love
or when you pushed me from your bed

We might be too old for playgrounds
but not too old to conjure romance
I'll meet you behind the monkey bars

Remember I'm a navigator
It's all I know
all I'll ever be

1 Comments:

At 6:21 PM, Blogger sojourner's truth said...

Set your sights on the North Star -then a left to Venus. Leave your expectations there and follow the light to its logical conclusion: the destination you've searched for all your life.

 

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