Και ο κόσμος θα μας προσφερθεί για αποκάλυψη, δεν μπορεί να κάνει αλλιώς, εκστατικός θα κουλουριαστεί μπροστά μας...

Anna B Savage – I Reach for You in My Sleep

As I write these lines
in the dappled light
of the rustling trees,
you rise and fall
head on my belly
‘Field work’ on your knees

I reach for you in my sleep,
that’s never happened to me.

Curlew calls all day
at the yellow cottage by the lake.
You lick your lips then
you imitate the noise they make

You reach for me in your sleep,
that’s new to you, you tell me.

I awake
my head turns to face you,
take your breath in mine
you were reaching for me too.
I awake
and find you wrapped around me
Safe, our limbs entwined
you were reaching for me too.
God I love you.

You value your privacy,
never google me.
I hope you don’t mind
being with a writer like me

I write for you while you sleep
that’s never happened to me

I awake
my head turns to face you,
take your breath in mine
you were reaching for me too.
I awake
and find you wrapped around me
safe, our limbs entwined
you were reaching for me too.
Oh I love you.
God I love you.

I reach for you in my sleep
that’s never happened to me.