The Question

      Dreamland

      Frontiers of romance

      Flesh fills the skin

      Taste on tongue

      Smells

      Sweat drools a river from the neck

                down

                around

      Collects in pools

                & spills

                overflowing

      Eyes flicker

                fall backward

                dig ahead

      Pulling hair

    Kiss

   Feel

 Hold

Breathe me...

she smoked a cigarette

& i stared into space

 " could i ever have been more to you than this? "