thunderstorm

tidal wave,
even

when our bodies
got too close for
comfort

close for comfort
too close for comfort,
in the good way

my hands around your waist
my stomach dropping
lower than my own

alien
but so natural
so natural you
felt it too, it's
natural you see

we weren't told to
we were guided
cosmically guided

you grabbed my hair
and grew close
I could feel your breath

I closed my eyes
and could weep
but smiled instead

slightly, but the
smile was real
my body was tingling

I felt woozy
I felt your heart beat
studied your waist line

and now I'm drinking
wine too quickly
wine from a box, wine strong

and you are as you were
undaunted and
ever constant

but these walls
are covered with
every
second

pictures and pictures
of those
dragging
moments

I need a cigarette

I think we should just
keep this whole thing professional