Sanober Khan's Blog - Posts Tagged "october"
Midnight.
Long after i have slipped deep
into my midnight-sparkled bed, i position
myself in such a way, so my body lies
directly parallel to the sky
with the window just a blush open, curtains
drawn away... so the moon appears to be
resting on the wings
of my brow
so if i hold my palms out
i can almost feel
the shift in the winds and change
in constellations, the rise and fall
in the city’s chest
clearly hear...the music
in my mother’s breathing
and the dreams... in my father’s snoring
and October’s fading laughter
so if i reach out
just a little further
I can almost
touch you
almost...
almost lace my fingers
through yours
whisper, in your ear
almost sweep you
away....in the ebb
and flow of me
so even if i toss
and turn, unable to dream, i’m still cast
in the sapphires and diamonds
and cool-wind tugs of you
so when I finally begin to drift
into sleep, your memory is the...first
and the moonlight
the last, to kiss my face.
(from Turquoise Silence, page 44)
into my midnight-sparkled bed, i position
myself in such a way, so my body lies
directly parallel to the sky
with the window just a blush open, curtains
drawn away... so the moon appears to be
resting on the wings
of my brow
so if i hold my palms out
i can almost feel
the shift in the winds and change
in constellations, the rise and fall
in the city’s chest
clearly hear...the music
in my mother’s breathing
and the dreams... in my father’s snoring
and October’s fading laughter
so if i reach out
just a little further
I can almost
touch you
almost...
almost lace my fingers
through yours
whisper, in your ear
almost sweep you
away....in the ebb
and flow of me
so even if i toss
and turn, unable to dream, i’m still cast
in the sapphires and diamonds
and cool-wind tugs of you
so when I finally begin to drift
into sleep, your memory is the...first
and the moonlight
the last, to kiss my face.
(from Turquoise Silence, page 44)
