WHEN I FLY MY THOUGHTS AROUND THE WORLD

Written by: Walter W. Safar

WHEN I FLY MY THOUGHTS AROUND THE WORLD 
  
  
Like other poets, 
I just spend these endless hours, days, 
in powerless daydreams 
next to the darkened windows of the world. 
  
When I fly my thoughts around the 
                                              world, 
I am like the thirsty ground 
satisfied by a tear 
                                  of the beloved 
                                            woman, 
A tear inside a tear, to feel it 
on my hot, crackling 
                              skin, 
in m opened pores, 
deep inside – all the way 
to my boiling blood. 
  
When I fly my thoughts around the 
                                               world, 
I am like sultry darkness inside a moist eye, 
a lost beat in loud 
                           laughter and music. 
  
When I fly my thoughts around the 
                                              world, 
I feel that woman 
and I know what she wants from me, 
hand in hand, lip on lip, 
and the breath of my love 
  
Walter William Safar ©