barefeet walk across cold floors

while the wind whistles

and some hands on a pair of blue jeans

your eyes, his eyes shining

hush, just hush

and a piano gets dusty in the corner

there’s some 70’s jams on a downstairs radio

and somebody’s gaze is on your lips

the dog lies easy on linoleum

while a door shuts with a soft click

a bright sigh on a Tuesday afternoon

and it’s all sugar in the air

and on your neck

           and face

           and cheeks

there’s a glass of cold milk, sweaty on the table

the neighbor yawns, pulling on a cigarette

love’s in it, yes.

uncage it.

let fire burn up from your throat in whispers

let the darkness wrap itself in your eyes

watch you flex your toes

easy, easy

and break from your red red lips

glassy is your soul

watch it shatter to dust

beads on the tip of your nose

your heart like a plum dripping now

cool it, cool it

and i’ll kiss your weathered palms

and i’ll draw circles on your skin.