Post by Fela on Dec 20, 2005 15:26:30 GMT -5
I am this.
I am chocolate melting on your tongue.
I am your New Year's Eve kiss,
and the pulse at your throat.
I am lemonade, grape soda, and olives drowned in vodka.
I am the time piece 'round your wrist,
a constant reminder.
I am this moment, and the last second past.
I am the pebble in your shoe,
the ice water quenching your thirst,
the kiss on your icy lips in winter's cold.
I am in the fringes of thought before sleeping
that weave me as a character into your dreaming.
I am Tuesday's poetry reading,
and Wednesday's night at home.
I'm strobe lights and drunken kisses on Friday.
I'm Sundays in bed, orange juice and champagne,
kissing on the stoop in the rain.
I am these things, these moments.