Can I tell you
That I have dreamed of your hair
in a good way?
I've dreamed your hair
could save us all.
It's length is a rope
for climbing ivory walls
It's strength is a knot
for holding Skins together
It's smell is the smoke
from the powwow campfire.
It's shine is the moonlight
and it's shine makes you
the first indian on the moon.
The first indian on the moon
is a woman
The first Indian on the moon
is you.
and if my dream is as long
as your hair
and if my dream is strong
as your hair
then maybe you can let all your hair down
find me somewhere alone on earth
and maybe I can reach up and take hold.
Maybe you can let all your hair down
and maybe I can reach up and take hold.
and although the whites say
you can't hear anything in space
I say we'll hear each other breathe
I say we'll hear each other move
I say we'll hear each other whisper
I love you.
and I will say it in my own language
I'll say it in the little piece
of my own language that I know
and I'll say it like it's the last thing I'll ever say.
- Sherman Alexie
