miraberglind

when you were sleeping on the sofa
 i put my ear to your ear and listened
 to the echo of your dreams.
that is the ocean i want to dive in,
merge with the bright fish, plankton and pirate ships.
i walk up to people on the street that kind of look like you and ask them the questions i would ask you.
can we sit on a rooftop and watch stars dissolve into smoke rising from a chimney?
 can I swing like tarzan in the jungle of your breathing?
 i don't wish I was in your arms,
 i just wish I was peddling a bicycle toward your arms.