How did we come to be here, ask me again? <br />Quietly, resting with our eyes ajar, <br />intoxicated by each others skin, <br />we are but silence wrapped in spell, <br />he lays words in my mouth, slowly nibbling, <br />with my face inside his eyes… he asked me again, <br />to love again at that corner bookstore, <br />same time, same day, same second, <br />same year… <br />I say, ask me again, my mirage, <br />after all when lovers converge, <br />the sun turns into an ocean. <br /> <br />©Emu Getachew February 2,2010<br /><br />Emu Getachew<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ask-me-again-2/
