Treasure Island

Mandolyn ...

nobody mentioned this dimension

baby, this isn't me asking you
to dance in the middle of a storm;
to catch as much lightning as you can
in your smile, carry it inside
so we have enough to last
when Winter wakes and squirts
snow into our eyes-

baby, i'm not asking you to drive me
around the block three times,
so i can stare at the side of your face
watch you turn my voice up, as i sing
until my love for you is chunky-fat
and proud to stand beside you
when you cuss at the stars for shooting at me
before you got home to catch each bullet-

when you lay me down on the hard earth
and tuck that piece of rebellious hair
behind my ear, and tenderly growl
at the freckle on my nose;
placing your thumb there
as a warm-up for your mouth...

baby, this isn't me holding up a sign
that says I LOVE YOU, while you spin the bottle
and cross your fingers that it points to my face;

don't worry, love
i'm not bouncing on the bed tonight
waiting for you
to wrestle my alligator-

i'm throwing rocks at the moon
waiting for the light of my favorite friend
to blind me into oblivion and pinch me
so i know the sky is still up there
and i'm down here

doing none of those things-

(for Charles, again. May your boat become bored on the Celtic Sea
and return to me)

Submitted: Friday, August 08, 2014
Edited: Friday, August 08, 2014

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