Kiss
Th'isthmus, the
kiss betwixt us, thus
there was, there is
there, this twisting of
tongues; stopped as
time stopped stopping.
My thumbs on either side,
fingers snug on waists
felt the fire of our dawn
and the smokeless air hung,
watching us hold our breath.
Now,
the crepuscular clarity of
your green eyes
3/28/09
