Monday, September 30, 2013

Tying Each Other Off





If she needed a poet
even something to blink
in the darkness
She knew where I was

She could find me
squeezing all the juice
from a moment
from a memory
from a dream

She would come only
if she had that
particular thirst
otherwise

I knew where to find her
living the good life
quiet professional and secure
absolutely beautiful
successful
saturated in admiration
busy with friends

I knew and she knew
there was absolutely
nothing she needed from me
nothing she could get here
other than passion
intense emotion
word foreplay
exhale

Some part of me
wished her bliss
another part of me
longed for the moments
she couldn't breathe