cold

It was 1:46
in the morning
in December.
The snow crunched
under our feet,
our ears lost their purpose.
We had spent the evening
in the foodcourt,
in the basement,
in the music
and sex took away all
possibilities ofwarmth.
They walked me almost
to my door, as they did
in the past. Adam was gleeful.
"Look! A shooting star!"
I missed it, I was
too busy looking at his feet.

written december 15 2007

kiss

i wish i could kiss everyone i see,
just to know what it'd be like to kiss them.
to feel their unfamiliar lips on mine, their hesitation...
would they pull away?
or would they pull me closer?
i'm sure some of them would kiss me softly,
savor my taste, gently stroke my face.
while others would grab me roughly,
and kiss me with a desperation
that they didn't know they had.
i would enjoy every kiss
stranger or best friend.
i would kiss them all back.
I would make them feel loved.


written frebruary 12 2008