eyes like a saturday morning reflection

meant to burn some meaning

into the softer, more elaborate part of me.



and justification will come slowly

nights rhythm pulses faster

and the crushing impulse of midnight

and rustling black velvet doesn't help



under this, i have only skin

can your hush-hush eyes see to that

at all hours

or only this one.



please do not let your opinion of me change

only know that liquor does not drive any passion

into biting cold bones

that kiss your hips

i love the look

of once smooth human drives

that i can find

glistening under light sun

that unwelcomly enters rooms with locked doors.

01/01/2002

Posted on 03/07/2010
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