i can't remember the cold,
although i know it was there and
not because you told me it was--
a mid-march eve, the cool night
air was anything but welcoming
though i felt so vibrant and alive;
i was shining like the stars
above us (you pointed out Orion,
but i already knew it was there)
and although we were only
surrounded by something dead
(six feet below and all around)
i was feeling infinite and i swore
i was going to live in that moment
forever.

(and if you care, i wanted to)

i ran over every possible solution
to the problem that didn't exist:
you and me
i tried, quite honestly, to push
myself from the skin i was in
because you showed me too much,
much more than i could handle
and so much less than i would want.

the warmth slithered its way between
our bodies, which, by this time,
were so close we were almost touching
(or were we touching?) because i distinctly
remember my arm close to yours.

before i could speak i could only
smile, at the possiblilties that
(finally) danced in front of my
eyes

i couldn't think about
anything because my mind was
so clouded with you

(and this is just about as
good as it gets)

thank you.

03/13/2004

Author's Note: this doesn't do the moment justice and i hate the english language (and my lack of talent) because of it.

Posted on 03/13/2004
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