The luckiest time continues to repeat

If you were to wake next to me,

you would find that I am waking with a smile

though 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 that press together

and I still taste 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 musculature matches the sand as if both can

only be arranged be arranged so perfectly by nature.

And though envy pours out of me

in the form of her and him,

I walk away with you

and you hold my hand.

Comments

[Liz aka Ereiniel]

hey Corey, wherever you are, i think this is your best poem yet (not to mention that picture is amazing). you really ought to try published (and take me with you along for that ride, ha) check out the new diary link on my site if you ever have time. keep up the great work

[Cody]

I just LOVE it when you write about us! :-) Makes me feel so good inside!

Hope all's well with ya babe... haven't talked to you in a while. Keep in touch!

[Tim1965]

Which is more intense: The love for someone, or the hatred of those times when that person is absent from your life?

[J. Garcia (a.k.a. LaWanda Paige)]

hawt. VERY hawt. picture and poetry... y'got me all moist.

(p.s. when we gon' hang out, hookah?)

[Ethan]

WOW! That was something worth reading! And seeing!

[Christoph]

I wish you could hear me snap, or better yet, clap and cheer. Never mind that it isn't what you do for Poetry.It's what I feel like doing.