you're looking at me in lilac / 6am palette:
/ indigo shadows
/ white linen
(my knees red with these mornings we’ve been spending
staining each other)
you put your face in my shoulder &
i wanted bottlerockets
–bruce springsteen
–4th of july smoke
i wanted to wear a white shirt
with grass stains
on my back
in the shape of showing you’ve been
lying on top of me
call me great in gingham
call me your boyfriend as you kiss the perfume off my neck
throw out my calendar
say we have time
& ask me not to forget my watch
i’ll meet you anywhere nearly not public
hold my hand like a swallow
yours truly whispered softly
(just promise not to kiss me before you walk away)