stretched out golden in summer sun lounging in his dusty court I’m jealous of such a royal life— a flea-bitten stray still waiting for an owner
though soon old, ripened fruits cling to limbs a breeze comes through to steal a kiss— this endless, looming summer
The public pool we broke into each summer was filled in long ago. On days bright as this I still swim in it with you.
I am not lying on the floor of my apartment a cool breeze passing over me on a Summer’s day I am not thermoreceptors constricting blood flow in Mexican waves of excitatory response across skin dermis I am the wind
I wake next to you in a white bed, stretching out sunlight streams through cracks in the blinds onto white walls filling the room with the gold found in heaven, on a summer’s day that is not too hot you are still half-sleeping your lashes rest across your cheeks lush Turkish rugs on marble walls… Continue reading The walls of our grandparents stand empty
endless blue beyond these eyes the light is endless blue endless gold beyond this skin the heat is endless gold