Last night...

The smile was his...

The blue was his shirt...

He was so tight he couldn't lay down.

The Mary was smiling & nervous & wonderful.

The coffee was memory of caffinated bliss.

The straight fags were memory of highschool drama.

Smiles we shared.

Kisses were had.

We had those kisses...

The cold was Denny's

& outside was sick with it...

The girl was surprise gift...

His head down on my wrists...

His smile is upside down

frozen

& melted

to mine.

And when they pulled away into the darkness

they spoke of me

while she ripped sparkling beads

from a lovely little purse

& I smiled for the boy

that brought this joy to my senses.

- For Travis & Mary -