rings a bell
07/08/2007 05:31 a.m.
familiar
in all the wrong ways
remembering the
demand for the lights be off
and all those
sloppy kisses
anxious grabbing
and then right
when i get comfortable
he starts
to make rules

recognizing
his sticky smell
on my hands
my face buried in his
armpit
our adhesive sweat
like glue on the sheets

comfortable
his voice low and calm
mine soft and honest
and i think
i don't miss this but it certainly
rings a bell