Samson follows Goliath; A Panoramic

[ritwiksadhu33]

Hi 20_Hamilton_18,
      Enjoyed reading this. Here are some thoughts:

Samson follows Goliath; 
       A Panoramic 

 
She, just resting her eyes,
leans her head on my shoulder and 
falls asleep. I try prodding 
a gentle elbow 
to the ribs
but she snores
turns over and dreams of
the ikat padding 
tattered behind her. Could expand more on that. Sounds like a good opportunity to make some quirky remarks about aforesaid ikat padding: especially since you consider it dream-worthy.
Leaving me weary 
but unsleeping
don’t want to miss 
our destination as
Samson follows Goliath 
climbing through fogged window
the sun rising at their backs 
behemoths of the skyline 
craning their necks to catch 
a glimpse of us Kodak faced. Good economy of words here. A lot of images expressed with very few words.
I’ve captured their likeness 
with every little trip, 
she’s seen them before, 
scrolling through 
thumbed holiday snaps and 
said time and time again,
“wud like t’s’em me sen,” Didn't quite get that(I am not a native English speaker so don't sweat it - it's probably all right)
but come tomorrow
it’ll be back to 
thumbed photographs Not too sure about the repitition of thumbed here. There isn't really a good alternative word though.
again.

The last ten lines or so are a bit less pithy than the rest of the poem (just a remark: not suggesting you change that - it works fine as it is).