nearly silent

im thinking about him. im missing him to the tune of the A/C hum. im imagining the feeling of his chest against my cheek, the scent of him as i gently rub my face in the soft hair there. faint sesame and other sweetnesses.

his skin is silky smooth and when i touch it i wanna right away touch it some more

i miss his smile and the sparkle in his eyes as he tilts my head back and kisses my mouth

things go to black in such a different way than they went to black before

there are whole worlds of happiness

a galaxy that opens up in his arms

a watercolor shady lane of beating, growing, destroying parts

hes got a woman

whose a true boy--

playful with her ass up and cartoons on


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