The Love Garden by Valerie EugardeWind blows through my hair locks, mildly
I breathe in your armpit, quietly
Your laugh as you tickle
Spreads wild like the sound
a thousand of needles
that fall on the ground
x y l o p h o n e
You press fingers onto my belly
Salt on our foreheads, drippin, smelly
Teeth’s shinin bright, we spit as we talk
The sun’s gonna place
a hundred of freckles on your funny face
c h e e k b o n e
The ice in our glass is crackin
Pupils enlarged and shakin, shakin
Branches above us swingin
Bugs jumpin, birds singin
Hearts, franticly dancin
Our mind travels
u n i v e r s e s
A poem by Ada Erman
