In This Room

My eyes fell wide
But the darkness could hide
The faint flicker of your breath’s ember
I wandered to the window
Waiting for your eyes to follow
But your body rang a wistless sleeping timbre

Ten hours of sleeping
For lifetimes of wandering
And a whip to my ankles for dragging my feet

Tired images recalled
Beyond dreaming’s high walls
Rimini hotel rooms Too coy for the home,
Too gruesome for the street

Ten hours of sleeping
For lifetimes of wandering
And a whip to my ankles for dragging my feet

Your single breath
Echoed all night

My lips fumbled for your forehead
Your skin was sand at high noon
An impression as you dreamt
Dusted my lips

Ten hours of sleeping
For lifetimes of wandering
And a whip to my ankles for dragging my feet

Your single breath
Echoed all night
Daniela Gesundheit ©2003