By myself again
California King holding the small of my back:
I am thinking about our conversation this afternoon.
I was alone in the office.
People in some foreign room in some foreign city surrounded her.
Somehow she didn’t feel that far away
as the words fell out of her:
two: three:
My breath left me
long before that moment
and hours later into the day I find myself still searching for it.
I think she’s hidden it somewhere
between her thumb and her pinky….
Cradled it deep into the lifeline of her palm.
There was a fully clothed moment
where I fell fist deep into my nudity:
I was not scared: I was not coy: I was….
And I told her that summer was a good time to be hott.
She didn’t answer
but I’m sure she agrees.
