
kissing over café bars
you wipe lipstick from
my lips with your thumb
leaning over
hungry for more
you chide and say
just a taste because
patience is important
even in the dream

kissing over café bars
you wipe lipstick from
my lips with your thumb
leaning over
hungry for more
you chide and say
just a taste because
patience is important
even in the dream

those halcyon days
we slipped beneath
wrapped in wave
and calm, in the before of
those days we summered
tangled in locust drone
in high elms lagging
speaking softly in
summer fade with
our ghostselves in haze
waiting for to begin

sleeping spoon under star
blue moon, turquoise nights
running whitewater overhead
everything path stays on path
running shadowed forest
embraced of moment's arms

to quell all dreaming
long black snake riding
writhing at land's end
days i tire of thinking —
must be something more
just around the bend
pull over waysides
drinking travel mug brew
to stare at what daybreak
sends

— and yes i recall
the hill with the tree and
the door and the key
but i don't think it
will turn for me
anymore
— so who will remember
when the rain starts to fall
of that door in the wood
to let the ghost
of me in?

kissing at distance
hands dreamlaced time
drawspacing the narrows
thin between eachwith line
mouth to breath shared
of lips gone surrender
no longer bound of care
silkslip and thigh
that flesh dreamt skin
pulling pastlives present
willing you in

nail bitten fingers
ragged tip raw
all jaundice & spleen
her twilight eyes
flicker flick
a celluloid dream
in shadow & stars
come my lay, my love
she hums, a song
from her past

to rest my cheek against thigh
fingers hair entwined
waiting for the glow of stars
to shine and fill me of you

in that slipshadow
your hand on my hip is
my hand on your hip
cutting the twilight
of midnight under
a lazy summer moon
hanging low enough
to grasp if but
for only slender hours
before is slips behind
an ashen veil of dream