Piano

I move at rapid

Balletic pace, pounding key,

Feet pushing pedals.

Proof of Life

I wait for texts to

Be certain that I am still

Alive, desired.

My lips’ caress on

Your velvet breasts, shivering

Throughout your body

Just forget me, I’m

All but dead, if not in the

Heart, then in the head.

nothing and nowhere

is where i’m at. 39.

no way out, or back.

We entrusted each
Other with our unloved selves.
Love’s arc descended,

And we extracted
Blood in proportion to each
Prior sweet caress

Out in the sun and

Sand, dreaming of a soft skinned

Woman, gentle, tan.