That smile you have
Twisting upwards,
Taking your eyes with it
That smile you have
clean and warm
Like humid air
Hiding shy teeth
That peek from beneath
That smile you have
Makes me feel like melting butter,
Or a whistling tea kettle,
Cold ice cubes & over grown grass.
that smile you have
with downy, soft colored lips,
never cracks like a long desert hiking path.
Like my legs smelling of shaving cream, velvety and easy to touch. With out the threat of prickles tomorrow.
That smile you have
Makes me want to approach you and lift my hand up to hold your face,
Never has true joy been so explicit,
harsh yet kind,
like the languid hot grains of sand, weaving their way,
listlessly,
between toes and finger nails.

I need  a knife, something to define my life
A feeling like the dark vast openness of the sea, swims deep inside of me.
Crawling, hauling all of my luggage into the future.
Stepping on minutes and hundreds of seconds.
Time is moving forward but where am I? somewhere caught in a mix of falling back and staying where I am
I stake out my plans for another day to fake.
And While I wake,
My arms ache
I need a knife, something to define my life.
I need to carve and slice,
Like ***** mice, infected with lice
I entice, the last kind of life
Gripping on just to suffice.