Every Time We Make Love / 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
Copyright © Lali Tsipi Michaeli | Year Posted 2010
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