swirl of anonymity

i am the lightning

cover-up.

in a day,
we make love
four or five times.
in the dark and in the light.
we watch each other's eyes.

it isn't love. it isn't love.
i love making love to you.

in order of appearance.

i'm cast the female lead.
you read your script like poetry
and steal my lines from me.
in a day we rehearse
nine or ten times.

i need the practice in my life.
to make it right. to make this right.

dream sequence.

the curtains barely move in the humidity.
your body's lonely next to me.
i'm sweating through polluted sleep.
in a night, i stand up to leave
not nearly enough times.

you do not open up your eyes.
they aren't mine.

they aren't mine.

posted by swirl of anonymity @ 12:17 PM