And the whole time,
I was thinking about
The curls on his head
And when my favorite song
Would start playing.
I thought about
Him and I
Slow dancing
To the song
Tangled in each other
And tears blocking my vision
Because that song
Fills me like the holy spirit.
And the whole time
I pictured him
Looking me dead in the eye
And telling me,
“oUr miNds
ArE spiNninG
liKe A glaSs
Of wIne.”
And I began
Picturing the wine
He poured down his throat
That night.
And I was asking him questions
Like, “where are you going?”
And when he tells me,
“heLl.”
I’ll tell him,
“baby, love,
you’ll be playing
with the greats
in heaven someday.”
But he’ll raise his hands
Telling me to silence
But I’m begging to say
Amen.
Him and I keep swaying
And he’s whispering,
“So fAr it’S alRigHt,
AlriGht, bAby.”
Now, I think
The song is playing
And I look up.
The light
Of his fifth cigarette is fading.
We’re fading.
Then some girls,
Got between us
And I could barely
Make out his face
But I knew
He still looked beautiful
Under the fluorescent lights.
And I stopped breathing
For a moment
Until he started speaking against.
Like he was reading the gospel
And all I could say was
Amen.