Let me breathe

Let me breathe for long time, 

the scent of your hair, 

immerse my whole face in it, 

like a thirsty man 

in the water of a spring rain, 

and wave it with my hand 

to shake memories into the air.

If  you could see all I see, 

all I feel in your hair,

my soul travels on your perfume 

as the souls of other men on music.

Your hair contains my whole dream, 

full of sails and masts; 

contains great seas whose monsoons 

carry me to charming climates, 

where space is bluer and deeper, 

and the atmosphere perfumed by human skin.

In the caresses of  your hair, 

I find the languor of long hours 

spent on the sofa in my room, 

I see the infinity of  tropical azure; 

I breathe combined smells 

of  musk and coconut oil.