I wish I could afford
the plane ticket
to travel all the way to you.
But I don't think there is enough
to pay the cost
to really get to you.
Instead you seem to be that beautiful photo
glanced in a magazine
while waiting for my oil to be changed.
Instead you seem to be that drumbeat
in the unknown song
I only have heard once.
Instead you seem to be that place
on the other side
of the sunset through my window.
I wish I could understand
the desires spoken
by the heat in your eyes.
But I don't think there is enough
words I could say
to really know you.
But please believe
that I really want to travel
and stay there in that place
with you.
