i have words on my tongue
that i want you to find
(only you will understand them)
there is sweetness
buried deep inside waiting
for your sophisticated palette
the tender places–
the ones with thousands of nerves–
await your gentlest caress
(this one is not about sex)
my beloved,
when our hearts find each other
you will see the smile
nobody else has ever seen
because I have been saving it
just for you
life brings little moments of everyday astonishment like smelling the sea air infused in morning moisture or feeling the tenderness of a heart miles away (just knowing) memories of tireswinging summers with loud thunderCLAPS mud pies and the love of mother of dust on my tongue watching my dad shoot a rattlesnake (integration) seeing, feeling,…
your three to my one the amber and the red twenty five cents and a vibrating tilt-a-whirl you spoke of carnivals and dark, dusty paths that lead to where we need to be (to peeking behind the boards where darts come towards our hearts) popcorn with truffle oil meaningless meetings and Hoffa screwing and killing…