GARY

Do you remember next summer

when we were still new & alive

with the wonder that never did die

or abandon the space there between

us & all that we are & all that we've seen?

Do you remember walking downtown

when you called me Gary & I called you Michael;

& we said we were brothers

& then kissed hard & furious...

You tasted so serious...

the spit & the touch of your lips & your tongue.

I remember that.

I remember that & all the other crazy shit

we never got to do!!!

I remember the bright of your eyes &

that goofy assed smile that never failed to

fill me with joy...

I remember the bliss of not knowing our end.

I remember this while speaking to you on the phone.

I remember while I am in the dark all alone.

I remember when jacking my cock while I moan.

I remember on grass beneath velvet skies...

The memory of you still brings tears to my eyes...

But when no one is looking & the world gets too scary...

I try to understand...

What for us never happened...

As I close tired eyes...

And then hear you call me Gary.