Come Over Poem by Susan Lacovara

Come Over



Come over, come over
Climb over the mountains of messy linens
Trek nearer to me
Build your camp at the foothills
Of my breasts
Sleep in the moonlight of my eyes

Come over, come over
Wade through the damp days of discussions
Too long in logic
And fill your conscience's canteen
From the reservoir of a melted me

Come over, come over
Extend your hand across the gap of time
And tug me from this crumbling rockface
To a safer summit, shared with you
Beneath brush stroked skies
With bedhead hair, breathing in unison
Come over, come over

Friday, February 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(02/06/15) Who could dare pass up such an invitation, to stay within his softness.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Carol Nichols 26 October 2016

And fill your conscience's canteen From the reservoir of a melted me Love it! !

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Charles Jagongo Ogola 07 February 2015

Lovely. Beautiful Poem. Thanks for sharing.

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