heat wavers and the golden waves on green lakes trust
reciprocated in lulling smiles
between alleys and valleys of buildings grown dark
in their backs

walk on the gravel the bubble gum black fresh and black
a rain of flat flavor pressed like strange flowers into the
page of an open book

from the smile and boisterous entrance
I was hooked

the wind combs your bangs across soft brows
and luminous eyes
the water colors shinning
the flicker of lashes
coy but bold

tall legs and limber limbs
you keep up
running ahead to the shop
weaving through the luxury
metal like shinning insects
machined beetle form

Inside its all hub bub and activity
the grinder and roaster the dark
beamed ceiling
you wait for me bouncing on your heels
you hair shimmering in the waves
of its shocks
reaching down far
give me your card from your
little leather purse and tell
me I may buy a coffee
small
I order in the busy place
and carry the drinks to
where you have found
stools by the window
take your lemonade
with soda fizz
and I slip in past your
tanned legs
shorty shorts
and climb up like the
old wolf to join you
at the counter
across the glass

happiness then
innocence and
the tension like
a storm
beginning in the
large pupils
of your eyes
green like the
air of a storm
the vortex to come

sipping leaning
forward chopping
strawberries into
nibble bites
crushed ice and
condensation

my coffee is bitter
like I like things
nights...
Love...memories

Im a dark ragged
dreamer
you are night
and I am day
we've come
to land in the midst
of the preps to
sit after the play

and the wind
blows the plastic
and tin cans
across the parking
lot
the sunbeams
glow holy and hot
and golden

and you look like
an angel
heart shaped face
mortal mouthed
heart breaker
dream wrecker

the strawberry corpses
lay in their ice
and you move ahead
waiting at the door
we walk together off
through cars traffic
shadows until we
are out of sight

...