Published in, Fire Pearls 2: Short Masterpieces of Love and Passion, Keibooks
the radio overrides her whimpers. . . the manic's sperm smeared on her thighs summer's end your body travels through my mind a hurricane on an indiscreet corner the end of questions— love incomplete you kiss my back, excite yourself with my body some nights we made love, slept arm to arm. . . brittle eucalypt unwrapped by the mist the secret room where you laid on my hammock. . . what if I cannot talk of the sound of your voice, the days you still arouse me the two of us walking by the sea. . . naked at sunrise we crawl into each other's skin, wait for the moon to wane a fish out of water this body of mine hot in the moonlight subject to your pull like tides beneath the moon humidity trickles from chest to belly button. . . the memory of his abdomen as I moisten my lips my scent missing from her body, shed with her clothes. . . crushed cotton scattered from the floor to the bed listen to me