la turista of truth

ever wished you lived inside a song?
all the senses stimulated by a rhythm
a long train ride
shared in a wagon lit
searching for the land where desires were born
small innocent children
scratching the earth
like a lover's back
feasting on forgiven fruits
no regrets
no memories
small genuine notes whispered
no different than clouds 
before rain.
overwhelmed I am 
by the volume and beauty of the poetry
I read in your eyes.
devastated by your absence.
wishing we lived inside a song.

p.s the song is "do you want what I need" by Milosh