The speaker calls a lover to come close before morning erases the stars. The mood is intimate and hushed, but also urgent—there is a feeling that this nearness must happen now, while darkness still allows it. The imagery links the lover’s breath to the same wave that moves the clouds, making the personal feel as large as the natural world. The speaker wants to see, touch, and even enter the beloved’s inner life: the shadows on a lover’s breasts, the rose rooted in the heart, the warm sound of tears. These are not just physical desires; they are longings for closeness and emotional openness. In the final lines, the poem turns strange and dreamlike. Together, the two might let moss grow between their fingers and let the closed door of the future fall toward the sky—an image of surrender, wildness, and accepting an unknown path.
Come to Me — Summary
Come to me before the dawn dims the stars.
The same wave that washes the clouds moves in your fluttering breath.
Let me see the play of shadows on your breasts.
Let me part the rose that roots in your heart.
Let me bathe in the warm sound of tears.
Come to me. We will let the moss of unknown paths grow between our fingers, let the closed door of the future fall to the sky.