The Hardest Thing

we're here again you in denim skirt shrinking against long legs I in (imaging) nothing sheen & glisten in moonlight interior car lamp light tan crimped high hair & bangs blue eyeliner mascara easy to manuever baggy sweater boots both pleasant left on or off coco chanel palpable down the smooth of the neck wet full shut eyed wine cooler passion tongue on tongue w/ hint of marlboro kiss synchrotizing deep breaths hands searching instictively sharing talents without even looking yes ma'am not too many fails for a blind man to hop that curb when he got his reed straight what a telecommute you give to adolescent lust with reaquianting idioms of San Joaquin Valley dreams your laugh reaches out to pat me on the head how to knit the nights into one without the rising of the sun I would never go home again (out all night) you see, I've thought of the impossible before me and you before Mexico before mentioning retiring at 50 and living off interest off the coast with maids & gardeners your smile fulfilling as you dig your grace teaching as you fold your hand moving from the top of my head to slap my face All you asked for was a diamond ring All you asked for was that I be impractical All you asked for was that I live the SLO life