abeautifulmesh
a word of mouth
good morning light bonjours
over myeyelids and yours
in chorus with birds on their perch of branches.
there’s something pure in their chirps and antics,
the warbled song from their tilted crests,
greet interval and rest
each syllable in step—
lady dove,
I can build us a nest.
a place safe for you to rest.
yet every time we intersect its just sex,
a predicted kiss upon your lips that slips to your neck
sometimes fingers glide find the slit in your dress—
the thin divide between our flesh.
you untie the knotted mesh,
realign our silhouettes,
until your hungry budapest fingers stretch for my jaw
now you sigh a little death and treble clef in applause—
good God we can stay here playfully forever.
lay here like gauze layered together.
I dwell in the pause
you decide to untether,
grab jewelry and drawers from the dresser
call you a Tesla, unwind the fine twine of our ill-defined effort.
your goodbyes a rough texture:
an exercise of your agency.
I yodelay you can stay
your delay like latency
you say let's wait and see
like bait should wade the sea—
what's the need to drop anchor?
you like me from a distance
your intimate stranger.
are we in imminent danger
we both know that's a hell no
but here we are with armored cars
your armed guards give me jail clothes
with a bribe between the barbs and not the mail post.
you're fidgeting with your arms making air quotes
like I'm trying to kiss and tell cointelpro,
or testify before congress,
when I want to see the sail on this sailboat make progress.
when you leave I'm disappointed.
I tell you about a world both rich and buoyant where you
are the cordial center god’s gift anointed,
where I can give more than these swift appointments.
you being cheeky, it's not easy
when your thighs thick for ointment
I'm trying to become boyfriend
do you need a printed pamphlet
a tsunami could wash this planet
turn Atlanta to new Atlantis
id still be in my room
unenchanted with the Atlantic
I’ll be Pacific with my tangents
I adore thee dammit
like Dorothy adored Kansas—
your Diana Ross’s Wiz
no wig no dandruff.
I a Dorothy Dandridge.
I'm a man so i should manage
but I rupture
when I'm insignificant othered.
you deserve the entire cupboard for supper.
to be rubbed down middle and upper, all around in cocoa butter,
you make butterflies of mine begin to flutter.
they ripple, and splash like bass in river.
you intend to keep me as your midnight match on tinder —
I abide—now until the end of time
I'll be your late night action figure.
command your regiment.
I’ll take my medicine.
girl take my measurement—
be my ruler
up to the cufflinks does this kama sutra suit ya?
you put dangerous throwback on this Hoosier,
throwback so unusual,
had me inhale — hallelujah
I swear it.
I’m embarrassed to even share it.
in my mine diamond carats.
I ask “have you ever been to Paris?
“my budget more her cousin from the parish?
NOLA from distant parents?
could you even spot the difference?
do I even pique your interest
when I talk to you?
tonight a french kiss won’t parlez vous.
I rather rendezvous,
with you, a shared slice of honeydew, shaved ice with 100 proof,
a 100 nights of honeymoon free from the world's curfew.
I want to smell the flower not the perfume,
I want to lead the howlers to their full moons, and
and make room for the lycans,
I’ll navigate your island on Poseidon's trident.
let’s linger in the silence of closed eyelids
and exchange the riot of city streets for the strings of violins.
leave these night stands on the nightstand
we’ll become a love ancient
nothing anxious as a patient in the waiting room cue
rather a vase complete with morning dew
something beautiful to give shape to,
a true coup of the interlude
mon coeur
merci beaucoup
bonjour
the morning suns at war with our clouds and their contours
its haze california as the condor soars
to new branches
last night you vanished
now mourning trickles on the pillow you were handed
do you always leave such a beautiful mesh?
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