By chris
Date: 2004 May 16
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this monday

this monday makes one month
of something we haven't dared
to even
define yet
and tonight was
steak at the lone star
and "the ring"
on the vcr while
cuddling on the couch
less lust but something
more like...what?
i don't know
or at least don't want
to say
but wow
was it strange
in a good way
lying on the bed
looking at old albums
seeing pictures of you
back in the day
a young hottie standing
there in the hotter
new mexico
sun
secret smile
saying it all
while balloons hang
nonchalantly
in some long-gone
and perfect
blue sky

then you're there
very much in the present
on top of me
and there's that same
smile
and making love
is like plunging
through deep
space
where time
no longer
exists
at all

tonight i gave you
your first
card
picked out meticulously
at page one
because words mean things
to you and
because you're more than just
fun
to do things with
you're the zen
balance
to my hyperactive
craziness
the quiet night
to my endless day
of an endless summer
along the beach you dream
of someday living near
unlike this sandbox without
an ocean
we both find ourselves
washed up on
but grateful the ship
went down
like it did
to bring us there