Warsan Shire Poem + Idris
I had a dream last night, and it went a little like this...
“every mouth you’ve ever kissed
was just practice
all the bodies you’ve ever undressed
and ploughed in to
were preparing you for me.
i don’t mind tasting them in the
memory of your mouth
they were a long hall way
a door half open
a single suit case still on the conveyor belt
was it a long journey?
did it take you long to find me?
you’re here now,
-- Warsan Shire
If you love Idris the way we do, feel free to use this inspiration for your weekend dreaming. Enjoy!