and with sunshine in his pockets
he slipped quickly through her hands
faster than the moon rose
and the stars chime in the
blue-black ocean above her head
his song was wild
frantic dancing of notes and chords
covering his single genre repatuar
while she lays
the cool cotton of bed sheets
comforts the red veins in her eyes
a cup of coffee
and a lime popcicle
one night
gone to waste on the images of him in her mind
slipping
his time ticks by.
4:38 pm - Monday, Oct. 07, 2002
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