Share this life
And pour it in a plastic cup.
Sip the moments out
One by one...
Piece by piece...
Let every droplet deconstruct our memories.
Like the time I ran a finger through that hair crease
And wrapped about seventeen strands
Around my lonely hand...
Sip... Sip... and wet your lips just one more second...
Share this time.
Tuck it neat away inside a cabinet
And let the drawer display an open crack
For when we're on our backs
Gazing from our beds out to the lonely sky
While wishing all these hours would just pass us by.
Yeah... Let each eternal second
Slip between the tiny drawer space
And fly around our rooms
To stare us in the face.
Bide the time and watch it loom.
And throw what's in me sore
Into a pan of mix.
Cook it... Let it cool off to a crisp.
Set a fluffy chunk upon your guiding buds.
Chew it through this love
And show me all the ways that we exist.
Take my plastic metaphors
And melt them into molten quotes
That form like wax
Around your cinnamon scented candle.
And burn it through the night
So all my feelings may dismantle
At your light.
Now take a walk outside
And throw around this yarn of mine
Until it's rolled itself to death.
And see if it can reach me...
I think it will...
This poem is extrememly sexy and makes me want to read a lot more of your work. I like the fact that you use all 5 senses. BEAUTIUL!!