You asked for someone
To make base camp with
So we could climb mountains
And I had never
Climbed to the third floor
Of the building where I lived
Let alone Kilimanjaro with a man
You offered courage, strength
Songs as slow as molasses sap
Running from a tree in a cup
Joy, rich as dark chocolate [...]
My eyes focused on the second button
of your blue and white shirt.
Heart don’t stop, lungs breathe
legs don’t fail me now.
I want to melt into the space
behind that button.
So wrap your arms around me
hold me still
listen to the rhythm of my breathing.
We were malnourished
Devouring each other like hungry children
their first day of school.
You said we had reached our quota
it was only October.
We laughed so hard we cried.
It hurt too much to separate our bodies.
It hurt too much to keep them together.
I cried every [...]
The wailing sounds of sadness
Of saxophones and whispering guitars
Massage my ears
The right side of my neck
A hand lingers on the inside of my thigh.
The small [...]
You seduce with the body of a man
who’d ask a woman to lunch in Paris
when he could afford the first class fare
Denny’s around the corner will have to do for now
And though I’ve known passion with men of experience
More than once…
Talented older and wiser men
Surely, they were [...]
Last Light of Day (c) 2004 by Sara Fryd
Last light of day warms the heart
Like chili stew warms the ribcage
During the early frosts of December nights.
You’ve left to “find yourself,”
Though not here.
I am lugubriously left
To find your face
Amongst black and whites or sepia [...]