Ten Thousand
by cricketjeff on July 8, 2015. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Make love to me ten thousand times, ten thousand different ways
And wrap me in the blanket of your heart.
You’re a new Neruda sonnet, you’re the best of Shakespeare’s plays,
I cannot learn my lines while we’re apart.
I always feel your kisses as I fall asleep in bed
Though we can’t be together we are lovers in my head.
I close my eyes to hear you, close my ears and see you there,
I look around and you’ve just left the seat.
You read each word I’ve written, long before it’s fit to share,
Until you do it cannot be complete.
I feel your breath upon me when I’m focussed on the screen,
Feel you standing close behind me but I know you’re never seen.
Reality is dreaming and when wide awake I sleep,
You’ll always be a part of every day.
You are constant inspiration you’re the look before each leap
You’re the reason that I go, and that I stay.
On my journey through tomorrow, on my road to Timbuktu
There’s ten thousand perfect lovers, every one of them is you.
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