Lunch with the Pied Piper
From across the table I examine your eyes
puffy from sleeping in the sun
you’re older than I remember
forearms crossed twitching like last time
you’re softer
as a melody escapes your mouth
and angst sweat pounds from my pores
I follow you revisiting alleys we have explored
and those we avoided before:
Mojitos.
Chivas.
Marlboro.
and us
molten I submit to your gaze
the diamond flashes when you grab my hand
our knees touch as you say:
‘It’s an unusual cut. Did you choose it together?’
arrested:
mesmerized and flushed I watch you eat
talking rampantly against the tides of blood
now thrashing through my head
and as a mere conquest
quivering before you
I wonder just why
our embrace
fits so perfectly
Wasted
My bangles flash for you
they shimmer
lashes long and dressed for you
and tears fall
as you savour hers
theirs even