So will you walk with me, <br />I know the paths <br />that lead into the dark <br />and wondrous shadows <br />cast by ancient pines, <br />there are so many secrets <br />hidden in the canopy <br />where leaves of different hues <br />shield them from prying eyes. <br /> <br />So will you swim with me, <br />I know the currents and <br />the underwater caves, <br />down at the estuary <br />where the Mama Willow stands, <br />I'll help you sit upon <br />the softest coral sand, <br />and show you the small fishes <br />as they come and look <br />caressing legs and thighs. <br /> <br />And will you fly with me, <br />up to the stratosphere, <br />where clouds are thin <br />and only special birds <br />are seen, where air is scarce <br />and we will tumble <br />from the lack of <br />oxygen, but we'll be fine, <br />I'll take your hand <br />and guide your lovely arms <br />so you can be attached to me, <br />just squeeze my neck <br />and lay your cheek <br />right next to mine, <br />I like your touch <br />and we will fly to ever greater heights <br />into a place called Paradise. <br />I've been, for ages <br />of a mind to tell you of my plan <br />and as we rise I ask you, <br />lovely bird you are <br />to kiss my cyanotic lips.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cyanotic-lips-for-my-blueberrygirl/
