Secret

When you were sleeping on the sofa

I put my ear to your ear and listened

to the echo of your dreams.

That is the ocean I want to dive in,

merge with the bright fish,

plankton and pirate ships.

I walk up to people on the street that kind of look like you

and ask them the questions I would ask you.

Can we sit on a rooftop and watch stars dissolve into smoke

rising from a chimney?

Can I swing like Tarzan in the jungle of your breathing?

I don't wish I was in your arms,

I just wish I was peddling a bicycle

toward your arms.

Jeffrey McDaniel