RUBBING LOVE

 

If every time we kiss each other

Our noses and lips protrude a little

Our noses later on would be longer

Than elephant trunks, wouldn’t they?

If every time we rub each other

Our love chests wear away a little more

Love mountains turn into deep abyss

Grass becomes withered and sparse

If every time we mingle with each other

Water of missing overflows

Then, sea of love later on

Swirling up to the galaxy making it suffocated.

Never mind, honey! Let us hug each other tightly

Never mind of longer lips and noses

Never mind of sea overflowing with missing water

Never mind of love mountains landsliding

Never mind of the galaxy suffocated

Never mind of grass wildered and flabby

Rub love and rub love more

Rolling and immersing ourselves in the pool of calm.

Ngọc Lê Ninh