One Night Stand
ONE NIGHT STAND
juicy tomatoes
mashed potatoes
firm grilled shrimp – no garlic please –
soft bread aligned in a basket
steamed glasses
frozen margaritas –
unorthodox dinner
plastic cactus
on a bed of pebbles and sand
stares at me from the windowsill –
innate happiness
we smile idiotic –
ignorant unscheduled cascades of laughter
my finger follows the pattern of the checker table cloth
shrinking it
squares become circles –
primitive night of pleased sighs
we mimic a dance for the rain–
the thunder a symphony with a déjà vu print –
the lips move with mute symbols
of a forgotten civilization
the rational thought
pushed in cuddled hibernation
my arms are in breakable cast
and I wear my glasses but I can’t see my dreams
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