Let Me Be Your Lover

Let Me Be Your Lover

Let me be your lover
In the morning
House emptied, children's echoes
soaked into the walls
Open all the windows wide to breezes
I kiss your neck, I brush your hair

Let me be your lover
In the afternoon
Before the school run binds you
to imperatives
Undress and wind a silk scarf slowly
My touch upon your ankle, hip and breast

Let me be your lover
In the night time
When business trips leave
your bed abandoned
Crush a pillow to you, wild and wanton
As if to squeeze each breath of mine to you

Let me be your lover
In the moments you are most alone
When none can judge your hunger
Or observe your bold release