I like a man with fire in his bones
And where his head should be,
There is a home.

And I wax and wane like the moon
If you turn away you might miss me,
I'll be gone soon.

I cut the middle fingernail of the middle
finger
right hand
real short
and I began rubbing along her ****
as she sat upright in bed
spreading lotion over her arms
face
and *******
after bathing.
then she lit a cigarette:
"don't let this put you off,"
an smoked and continued to rub
the lotion on.
I continued to rub the ****.
"You want an apple?" I asked.
"sure, she said, "you got one?"
but I got to her-
she began to twist
then she rolled on her side,
she was getting wet and open
like a flower in the rain.
then she rolled on her stomach
and her most beautiful ***
looked up at me
and I reached under and got the
**** again.
she reached around and got my
****, she rolled and twisted,
I mounted
my face falling into the mass
of red hair that overflowed
from her head
and my flattened **** entered
into the miracle.
later we joked about the lotion
and the cigarette and the apple.
then I went out and got some chicken
and shrimp and french fries and buns
and mashed potatoes and gravy and
cole slaw,and we ate.she told me
how good she felt and I told her
how good I felt and we
ate the chicken and the shrimp and the
french fries and the buns and the
mashed potatoes and the gravy and
the cole slaw too.

You know,
that thin line,
Between dreams and reality?
That's where I met you.

You know,
that thin line,
Between sleep and awakening?
That's where I see you everyday.

You know,
that thin line,
Between memories and illusions?
That's where I hide you.

You know,
that thin line,
Between dusk and day?
That's where I hold you tight.

You know,
that thin line,
Between dark and light?
That's where I kiss you.

You know,
that thin line,
Between a smile and a smirk?
That's where I see you blush.

You know,
that thin line,
Between you and me?
That's where I stay.

Meet me there
when the rain comes,
As the line dissolves,
As we melt together and drain away.