How can I almost forget you?
Your lips I feel like fingers opening my mouth, plunging in
peppermint or spearimint
experimenting
spinning thoughts, hot
caught in my throat
coated with ……things I can’t remember
but need to try,
Why because in the wink of an eye
you are here then gone, all wrong
until you are alright in my eyes
accept in hindsight,
but you are invisible
and yet I feel your touch
so much that I blush to know that you are so near
Queer to me that you are in my ear
that in a minute your arms are about me,
whispers around sounding,
I quake to ignore your callings, falling
for you in my daydreams
I lay in my bed and imagine you near
dew on mountain tops
drip drop into valleys dry
sky I can’t reach that tastes like ……..
Never mind, because you’re not here
so I turn to my pillow,
and even though I thought your hello’s
were meeting me at the nape of my neck,
I hold my breath, but instead
Nothing, because you are not here.