THERE HAS TO BE
There must be only one place for us
Somewhere on a beach where the sand is still warm
It will be the carpet for us to love each other madly
And let the marks get washed away by the sea.
There’s gotta be a place all our own
In a garden where the moon comes to hang out
And our bodies without her seeing
Hiding where she can’t watch us.
There must be a loving place for us
A street where a rogue will be singing
Holding on to a thrilling moment
Our bodies will be willing to love.
Yes there should be a place for us
Whether he is on the ground or even in the air
A sunset or a sunrise
Allow us to love to happen.
Prepared Angela Kosta writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator, journalist
