Love drifts
like a stream of water it can gradually and quietly ware out a new path off course if you don't pay attention to it
small adjustments over time accomulate
small stones  around my heart  
that took up space you left
grew into piles and then pyramids
in that space he also slipped in,
or the idea of him
the idea of being loved the way i needed
the way i needed brought me down a stream i didnt except and i made a mistake,
i left too much space between the stones
But as always you have the patience and strength of those tall pines we saw in Washington
and your loving hands warm the stones around my heart and slowly unpack the pyramids into piles, and the piles into just a handful where the idea of him has slipped away
as you take back the space you had left
and love streams make their way back to you

warm and stale cola reminds me of home
of warm breeze
of the stinging sun before rain
of home

brunette
and big *****
thick thighs
were my fault
wide hips since childhood
always been told to "smile good"
"*** like a peach"
"you walk like a tease"

people like touching peaches
and pretty things
without permission
because thick thighs
were my fault
and i have no permission to give
wide hips since childhood
you should have learned by now,
how to smile good.

and did you hear me?
i called your name in my sleep
i tasted you on the tip of  my tongue when i woke