Legs
like balistrades
smiles
to smash the barricades
bottle open lips
swaying like a parade.
on will and want hips
she strides
with her pendulum eyes
wide as miles
high as
cinders in the fire
throwing kisses
down the wire,
and I for one,
will never
tire.
I am the sigh
only lovers hear
listen
I am layers
stretched between indigo
see
I am scent
on powder wind
breathe
I am questions
longing, waiting -
answer
me.
We
only feel love
when we hate
the hateful things
we feel love
when we forget
forgetful things
we love,
when we know
the helpless
fateful
things.