Monday, July 26, 2010

summers hot breath
clothes soaked in the heat
restless hands pine for touch
of sweat and dirt and grime within slippery crevasses
a child in your arms , i lie, in a sea of salt
climaxing quietly within rose wallpapered walls
instructions followed obediently
no questions asked , a mind in flight
wobbling from thought to thought
thinking things through
wondering what's what
now they are forgotten
when you rudely interrupted them
with your release....