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