CONVERSE

Last night -

This morning -

I spoke with a stranger.

Last rights were given without fear of danger...

Last call was silent while ours was still drinking...

That last conversation while my thoughts were sinking

down onto my knees & stroking & tasting -

That last exclamation...

No time were we wasting on inconsequentials -

On life differentials -

We smiled & laughed & were speechless together...

We shared & we discoursed...

Imagined our intercourse...

Becoming fast friends...

Conversation for pleasure.

©APRIL 24, 2000 By Jason Wright