early evening, lovemaking

your afternoons are so often mine, spent crossing culls-de-sac and standing beneath streetlights, watching cars pass. sometimes the phone is only ringing.

so the sun slides off and the colors of the sky are shifting (i am waking up all day long) and when it's like this my breathing grows faint.

and afterwards, i'm sitting still, feet in the snow, world gone by, and waiting for one more moment to last.

2008-02-18 | 5:38 p.m.
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