I had to hold the compass out,
away from myself with eyes closed,
mouth wide open, head bent upward,
the taste of rain; & you.
There is no company,
beneath this beautiful sky,
every face comes, turns, and goes,
and I have become lost in a transparent sea,
feeling the turn of the waves, but I cannot taste
salt on my tongue, cannot bite down on coral reef.
You are mist.
YOU ARE READING
Please Don't Touch
PoetryPlease Don't Touch is my first self-published book of poetry, written and published originally in 2012. #51 in Poetry, 3 June, 2017 #85 in Poetry, 4 June, 2017 #108 in Poetry, 25 May, 2017 #136 in Poetry, 26 May, 2017 #149 in Poetry, 24 May, 2017 #1...
