we started hot,
like the tequila on your lips
and the stuffy dance floor
you dragged me to.

quick ignition,
under flowing sheets--
bodies of water mingling their seas.

every night my dreams are the same-
my enemies call my name
to douse the fire
and quench my hearts desire

but as i slip away,
i know you are near, and that you wish to stay.
so as i run from expired time,
a small note is all i get you to
saying,
i love you

dune grass hair,
beach skin, and
sea-salt sundress.
still, let me drink from you.

fill my sails with your sweet breath,
open my eyes and fill my lungs.
guide me through troubled water;
but still, sweep me away.

bring me somewhere new.
ship me to fresh water,
like your home town.
but still, keep me where I am.
still, leave me, unchanged.

downstream weight
prices the upstream trout

but even upstream
tends to crowd you out

how is what
your why?
and why how;
why not where?
where is why, and
when is how!

i am not the man i am to be
and maybe if i live till i'm eighty
i will be happy with me

but,
while time is plenty,
i cannot stay put,
cause i can only give up
what i have of me.