the luckiest time continues to repeat
If you were to wake next to me you'd
find me waking with a smile
but the amount of breaths that have passed through me since
then are innumerable - much to my chagrin.
All I have are parasympathetic expressions that lead me to a
beach with miles of sand like talc
I am on your shirtless back
speaking freely into your ear
38 miles and mouths pressed together
and I still tatse you on my breath now
The sea is on both sides of us
one side is silent, while the other is spectacular and
symphonic.
Each ripple of your musculture matches the sand -
as if both could only be perfectly arranged by nature itself
and though envy pours out of me in the form of "her" and "him"
I walk away with you and
you hold my hand.
Love the poem Corey.Just added it to our group along with your favorite picture.Your a talented man,Corey.Maybe some of it will rub off on me.
Colby
Posted by: Colby | December 12, 2004 at 03:11 PM