Inner Writing
Pillow Talk – wildly
I was quite interested in how the experience of reading a poem can change when some manual activity is involved. Particularly, how turning a page gives the reader a chance to pause, think, wait and absorb the text. So I decided to write a series of three little poems with just a sentence on one page just to see what happens. Here is the first one.
There is also the idea that these poems could be whispered on the pillow while in bed with the beloved. It is a kind of ‘pillow talk’.
Of course none of this can be re-created on a blog. But here is the first little poems anyway.

Photo by Priscilla Du Preez 🇨🇦 on Unsplash
wildly
A poem to whisper on the pillow
I dare not ask for more but one thing I dream,
that heart to heart and in fields of flowers
we will dance again,
wildly.
I dare not ask for more, but one thing I hope,
that by chance,
and even perhaps in the street,
we will meet,
and without a care
kiss wildly.
I dare not ask for more
but one thing I pray,
that your life be filled
with laughter and joy
and you will love, wildly.
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