Wednesday, January 13, 2010

3am on a Porch

your long blonde hair falling
into your face as you laugh.
not a light in this darkness
black makes us more comfortable…
two small glowing coals
the tips of our cigarettes touch.
i can feel you breathing beside me.
a cool breeze brushes our feet
as they perch on the porch wall.
sweet incense coming from your mouth
inviting to share.
your fingers caress mine for a moment,
then slide back to take another drag
shyness or coincidence?
i can hear your heart talking to me…
it’s pretty loud and clear
what a question to ask…
forever is such a long time
to a naïve like me.
my wings tuck behind me
as I settle in
deeper into the couch.
funny thing,
how I can hear your heart
and you’ve never said a word to me.

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