Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Monday, September 22, 2003

Equal Parts

In the morning, still dark
and cool, there's moisture
in the air, and looking up,
there's the Cheshire cat moon
guarding his share, his equal
part of the day, playing
peek-a-boo through the clouds
and lightning strikes, like the
one that hit the building early
on, setting off fire alarms of
unknown origin on every floor.

(Fade out, then fade back in)

I gaze at all this through
the entrance, slowly close
the door and wait for the
perfect time this afternoon
for while you sit, I straddle
your lap, armed with a spoon
and a bowl of rocky road,
feed you fun, slow, sensual,
teasing sweet.
And there we are, face to face...

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