Translations

In translation...
"Can I"
is all one needs to
let their hands slide
down
and
down
into the covenant
a silent place
rapture - coming home

the mind rationalises the
feeling and fierce exploration
no need for translation
"can I" was enough
Sanity - no match for nature
"Are you sure" didn't really count

The glass of wine at the bottom of the stairs left behind for clarity
a vain attempt
an abandoned anchor

discarded be the
yeah what? everything that one feigns to be
when there is light outside

indulging in transitory comfort
foreign smells
and foreign flavour
little space for misinterpretation