Wavy, wet chestnut hair
Flowing effortlessly
Over your breasts
My stomach tightening
Yearning and chagrin
Nipples a soft pink
I watched as you dressed
Hips wide, womanly
Sliding gently
Into a sunflower yellow dress
Shrugging your freckled shoulders
Into each strap
Pulling out a worn denim vest
From an old wicker hamper
Careless
Beautiful
I loved the way you made strong coffee
In the afternoon
Searching your mother's cabinets for a clean mug
Absently watching CNN
White noise
As you twist the end of a joint
And moisten your lips
It was easy to fall in love with you or
Want to be you
I wasn't quite sure
To smell like patchouli and tobacco
And go braless into the summer night
To sleep with the same boys
And compare and contrast
We talked about art, novels
And whether we shaved it all
Or left a little hair
On the edge of seventeen
Ebullient and free