like the bald man in
the cosmic hair salon
i dream of you
never parting
i giggle at silliness
and sliding my hand
through the shoulder
of your sleeveless shirt
and under your bra strap
i imagine my sigh
floating over an ubu
over the lips and to your kiss
pink coral and stingray delight
i spin a softness, wrapped in heat
in your general vicinity
the curve of your cheek and thoughts
attached to your smile
and a closeness that
has no interpretation