he breathes out
and I breathe in warmed air
that tastes
like the wine we've been drinking
and like him.

I breathe out
and he breathes in warmed air
that tastes
like wine
and me.

and this is the point on the map
where we both know
that intimate things
will happen between us

and I wonder
whether he knows that
whatever else happens

nothing else
will be more intimate
than that mutual taste.

06/22/2008

Posted on 06/23/2008
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