in the water

shivering from a late night, unholy hour nicotine-alcohol-cannabis sativa-induced, blame it on being young and beautiful spur of the moment craziness, i take your face, your deep voice in my ear, the leg against leg, the long stares as i float in this alter state of awareness. i hear my name called by many people but the rest of them drown easily. under water you pull me and i follow you as we swim into oblivion and bliss. i did not know you before this.

i have kissed you many times. and i smell you on my skin. my hands ache to touch your face, the back of your neck, the base of your spine, both sides of your hips. even now as i look at you from across the room- passed cluttered tables and humming pc's and people milling about, i feel you, hear your breathing, taste you; and know you think and want everything and more.

you promised me good love as we walked back barefoot, before the sun came out. and i believed you to be true that moment. and as i walk pass you now, and all too cordially put on a smile for both of us for them to see, we know that we will always have that- if that is all there is for us.


momma, this surely is a dream - marcy playground, "sex and candy"