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By darwin Date: 2006 Aug 02 Comment on this Work [[2006.08.02.12.01.4460]] |
| in this heat it's easy to forgot. forget what it's like to touch you when it's cool out underneath the sheets and blankets. but now i touch you behind the sunflowers that are growing past our shoulders, behind the peppers that i eat out of your hands, as your fingers leave the fiery residue left from them. i taste you in those seeds. last night you cut your beard off, the one you are always so proud to grow. it's the distinction of your manhood, the zenith of all the testerone that builds from childhood. the ability to grow hair on your body. and you let it fall away because i love that face the smooth skin that lies underneath. it hides that smile that i see only when it's gone. and i forget it when it's hot. when our bodies bear the least amount of clothing if any at all. but it's in this heat that i remember how you turned the soil for me. how our hands delve into it together and plant seeds that grow. just as you did with me, in this old heart of mine. |