6.28.2003

the wanderer



there's an empty space next to me tonight

i'm saving it for you

and when you come to bed, don't turn out the light.

i want to learn the geography of each of your eyes

and explore the landscape

of your hands that i'm dying to memorize.

i want to master your patterns of speech

and hear the beat of your heart

that's as pure as bleach.

i'll give a name to every strand of your hair

as they wave in unison

and i can't help but stare.

i'll measure the distance from elbow to wrist

in the legend

of my map, i'll denote one unit as a kiss.

a modern-day magellan will i be

as i cross the globe

to realize my explorer's fantasy.

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