I wait for night to fall,

It's earlier these days,

In so many ways.

Merlot to close out

Harvest,

Readying for a long

Hibernation.

The night will hit me

And I'm sure you'll forget me

But I watch you, always

Ascending in beautiful light

My shadow observes from a distance

Trying to grip onto what may be beyond this

My senses fail to favor me and I go blind

Losing sight of what I had needed to be mine. 

It's a lovely quiet

Inside the space of your arms

Where all I hear is

The light

Consequences of your chest's rise

And fall,

And a gentle steady beat

Of heart. 

How small the space is

Now between our faces

How heavy and silent

Your complicated breath

How graceful and light

Eyelashes dance in delight

How quiet the air is

All around us

How entranced is my being

By your everything.

CrazySexyCool,

All of the sudden

I'm 14 years old

Reading CD liner notes

Creep

Obsessing over my first one

$13.99 at Coconuts

Listening through headphones

To my Aiwa stereo,

Diggin' on You

Gift from my twelfth birthday

Playing a crimson-faced disc.

And I'm sick with infatuation

Let's Do It Again

For Left-Eye Lopez -tattoos,

More than just rough

Around the edges,

Sexy and tough.

Fast and nasty with lyrics.

Sumthin' Wicked This Way Comes

My head bobs and body moves

To the beats and

Busta Rhymes

Switch.

My dad hates the way they sound

And screams at me to

"Turn that Jungle music down".

Half-lives and

Exponential declines

Rate of change

Declines and deteriorations

Foster

Expiration dates 

If there had been more to say

I would have said it

Without a word

Just a glance