Wherefore did I meet you Emma Laura?
Will we ever touch again?
Your image imprinted on my mind
Your lips written into my senses
How your kiss banished reality for a dream
I forget sex to cherish insignificance
A look
A scent
Thrilling just to think of you
I never believed in our forever
And always doubted my effect on you
The knight of pentacles warned me you were occupied
But I wished to slide between the spaces you left empty
Only trading sweet words for sweeter kisses
Never coming down into an average reality
Absorbed in our mystery for only one night
We lose our distance, shortly, before we drift away
Now I make dreams do what the world won’t
I see your mirage at night
Still enchanting my perception
rarely do I run in dreams
Only when it’s backwards
Lost in the reflection of a memory
Without judgement, I would live in this dream free from the sense of its temporality
You revealed to me your luscious rainbow colored pubic hairs
And I ran to you
This time forward
Your eyes bonding me. I stayed for you
Through the witnesses of the passions I keep hidden
I felt the space where your spine connects to touch as our lips replayed that day
And you gasped
And you moaned
From it all
I don’t remember a time alive when I felt as much as in the dream which connected my soul to yours
only eclipsed by the smooches in the dim bar down the block from a poet’s cafe
It must be the only perfect thing left for me
The beautiful image of when we met
Ludus Mendax 