Every time we make love / Lali Tsipi Michaeli

Written by: Lali Tsipi Michaeli

Every time we make love


I stand with 
one hair
In my mouth

To get to you I need to cross Dizengoff via Ben Gurion
Nathan Zach through Rabin Square and Iben Gvirol

To turn in to King David and make a right 
Ascend the step
Rolling towards the silence of the blossoming stairwell
To the lift that always
Opens like a Mercedes
And drives me directly to the streets of your arms

By the way,
Do you remember my throwing up in your car?

It was from love.




From Hebrew:
Alexa Christopher-Daniels