august 19
that smell tonight,
i smelled it on your skin
and in the air around.
clear and crisp
biting through us,
a perfume without taste.
your hair, your skin, your touch:
the cool air of spring streams,
of fall.
that scent tonight
i sensed it on you
close and near –
a kiss across a room of
shadow people.
breathe inhale exhale
upon my naked body
shroud in dreams, desire.
the clear, cloudy, paranoid
evening of silent noisy
me and you and we
and the smell of
us.
tonight i touched the sky;
the perfume chance
of imagination