Ten years later,
I’m still here
staring at jawlines
staring
at that little space
between your neck
and your ear
where I’d like to spend
all of my time
Here I am,
still getting tipsy
and letting goosebumps
walk all over me and my body
calling the shots
that don’t come off
but give me something
to hope for
for one night only
Here I am, still
but different,
a love song
and a prayer
to any goddess
with her ears open,
fingers through your fingers,
in the space around your forearm,
traced through waves in your dark hair
Here I am, the world
has her hands all over me
and I like it
the sun uses
the weight of her body
to sit me down, make me
look up and pay attention
I stare into her eyes
and I am pulled into orbit
Here I am, looking
at the rings on my friends’ fingers
at the chain links
and tattoos
and that slightly see-through fabric
tightly clinging
to a waist
above a leather belt
and those blue jeans
Here all this time,
I look at myself waiting
I’m patient in my prayers
and bide my time
my love’s already in the room;
it’s air between us
it’s spilled over in the past
but now is different;
it’s here hovering,
we breathe it in,
it flows
through lungs, to blood, to muscle
til we make our move