|
By darwin Date: 2006 Apr 11 Comment on this Work [[2006.04.11.17.44.22969]] |
| some mornings i hate to see you go. your back fading into the graveled city streets, somewhere beyond the moms and dads walking kids, walking dogs, you leave our world behind. and i hate it when i can't touch during the day, when you are 20 minutes 20 miles and a phone call away. that i can't reach out and lay my head on your body, and smell you in the obsession you put on this morning. in the clothes that seem to have been washed in you, and smell like you even after you step out of them. and i want our summer already. i want to be hot and sweaty with you from after a bike ride, after sex, after anything, just to feel you in me on me by me. i wish it was enough at times, our weekend hours, our weekend love, and chosen moments of bliss we find. why can't you be the lotion i constantly rub into my fingers, the carmex on my lips, the clothes i love to feel hugging my breasts. i would that you were my sugar free fudge bar at night, the sweetly satisfying chocolate as it drips into my lips. |