...Shaving My Legs
....shaving my legs to enya,
it makes me feel clean.
you've got free long distance-
you should visit more often.
so much is so easily lost in the space
between your tongue and my heart-
you lick my breasts well you know
are you still thinking over
that meaningless thing i said a week ago-
(about the other guy and the other girl)
who would be us-
he would say never and she, forever
as they parted lips thighs and hips-
Hollywood will never capture the pulsating ebb of love,
but they can fake it well.
i heard your voice ...
i raked my nail across your roof,
split the forbidden fruit
then your sky divided,
and you began to rain,
and i began to drown
in a pool i can only say was heaven to soak and die for.
you said: love is worth it