closed fingers running across my stomach
we hit heads switching positions
i want to build a house
where every cabinet rests at the end of your reach
it isn't often that we meet genuinely this way  

and yet im imagining so quickly
a yard-
right off the back patio
right off the screen door
aster and golden rod planted purposefully along the path

I too, wonder why aster and goldenrod look beautiful together
what i do know
a bouquet of aster on my counter
a glimpse of goldenrod on the side of the highway
purple and gold are not only royal as a pair....

intentional with her time
she thinks she is the one she's slowing down
but im finding my breathe in her mouth
patience in the moisture between our thighs

i am begging you to look at me!
goodnight ruby joy