Travellers

Put another kettle on
and settle down beside me
take off your shoes
and curl up in my arms

And there we travel
in silence, green tea
and the flickering open
flames of the fireplace
that cost us too much

Side by side we travel
page by page we fly
you in Brodsky, Poe
or cheesy junk
science fiction
and me in comics,
Shakespeare or
whatever caught my eye

You turn a page
lean back on me
and I close my book
knowing that I can't
travel anymore

Because when you lean
and rest your head
on my shoulder
i travel with you
at light speed already