city love

                                 
                               city air enveloped the midnight street
                               wrapped in sable stockings
                               beyond your feline waist
                                I cast my tongue into your quaint abyss again
                               at night
                               pigeons dance 'pon our soiled bedroom sill 
                               deep urban shadows pounce through sacred windows 
                               as neighborhood breezes subtly dance 'tween our bodies
                               this twentieth century mattress
                               rests silently
                              disembodied from its sheets
                               your heat
                               penetrated my psyche once again
                               as sultry evening foreshadowed
                               a seasons culminating humidity
                               in inertial premonition

                               lackluster in love
                               what love is
                               me cresting your auburn brow
                              'neath a ceiling fan's vigorous oscillation
                             refrigerator wednesdays outside
                             village popsicle vendors   
                            air conditioned feelings
                            within your mother's embryonic vestibule
                            afternoon must gradually unfold
                            today toward placid evening
                           august will delicately transpire to september
                            city love must never dwindle
                            through our years
                            freshly renewing our minds within each other
                           while death continues slithering up
                           adjacent alleyways
                           slowly making its way to our city door