Perig3e

Perig3e Jan 2011

the moist moments
we've spent together,
are a chaste rivlet

Perig3e Jan 2011

there will be a night
when you don't hear from me;
bide your time
rereading my poems.

Perig3e Jan 2011

under the table,
a half continent away;
how do you do it,
your foot
in my lap!? ;-))

Perig3e Jan 2011

I'll be Butch Cassidy;
you be the Sundance Kid.
We'll jump together?!!

Perig3e Jan 2011

this must be madness,
taking a breath mint
before text-ing this msg.

Perig3e Jan 2011

lecherous me,
stealing your sleep
on another school night

...

it's okay,
even Eros,
is no match
for needed slumber :

Perig3e Jan 2011

we are each

we are each
marooned,
stuffing
notes
in
found
bottles,
which we
commit to an indifferent sea,
and we
wait ...