I can’t say lifelong…
cuz each minute requires it’s own moment of truth…
like the second u said I was irresistable
couldn’t have happened
thinking lifelong
is all I’m sayin…

cuz being deep in love is silly
ain’t it?
with prepaid and prepared kisses
tasting like salt in an old wound…

I’d just like to be grounded with you…
not
deep inside where I cain’t see my way ‘round
but eye to eye …u know?...
I wanna be able to get moody and begin to complain
when u walk out my door,down the creaky stairs,
still trying to tiptoe without the neighbors hearing u….

I wanna appreciate your attempt at being a man who is concerned about things that don’t matter to us….
but keep old folk from gossipin’

course I cain’t say lifelong…
to do that would hitch me up in some curious way
to the notion
that I cain’t
enjoy you fully right now
cuz I’m cute right now and so is you…

gaurantee
if you take me out tonight …you’ll learn
I don’t like slow dancing….i’m medium setlike
with a little ummph in my hips
and I may not have that lifelong you see.

so take it now…
see if it fits your vernacular…
and if by chance
that and hour turns into something monumentous
like a WHOLE day….and I’m caught up
in cooking breakfast with your crisp white collar shirt on

it’s possible

I’ll say something like
this could be lifelong (to myself)

u know…companion like and such
I may start to fancy
that we have something to work from
that somehow
you’ve convinced me..to meditate ona tomorrows time line
and okay…I understand…
I get it
no one likes to dream holding hands alone.
so let’s just say for the sake of sayin’
that this… is lifelong

so you can go ‘head and finish greasin’ my scalp
and I can keep tending to the sweat
falling off your bald head
after you swim and dive and wade all up in thru me
let’s just call it love

and see how long
life holds on.



kimabe 8/2006

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