Sister of truth,
and complicit in her reclusiveness,
pushing her beside
to hide behind your smile.
Her pressure builds,
begging for release.
A let valve, an eruption of emotion,
the bursting of anything too inflated,
and I’m afraid I’ve conflated-
reality
with what happened that night,
chest deep in warm water.
Ephemeral evening of one last kiss, after one last kiss,
languid dance,
water helping to resist descent,
holding my heart afloat, to keep it from drowning
on your opulence.
Your mouth holds my secrets,
***** like the martini you made me,
the two together, a palpable force,
keeping me lost
in the gossamer
that are
my thoughts
of you.
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 9:33 PM UTC
Sister of truth,
and complicit in her reclusiveness,
pushing her beside
to hide behind your smile.
Her pressure builds,
begging for release.
A let valve, an eruption of emotion,
the bursting of anything too inflated,
and I’m afraid I’ve conflated-
reality
with what happened that night,
chest deep in warm water.
Ephemeral evening of one last kiss, after one last kiss,
languid dance,
water helping to resist descent,
holding my heart afloat, to keep it from drowning
on your opulence.
Your mouth holds my secrets,
***** like the martini you made me,
the two together, a palpable force,
keeping me lost
in the gossamer
that are
my thoughts
of you.
