Could I breathe
One breath
Of yours

Could I see one shrug…one bare shoulder…one dimple during a smile…

I would be content to see one shadow of your shape, strolling through the city, sun to the left, building to the right, your beauty sliding in and out, up and down, on the red brick walls. I could find you in that. Know your person. Know your desire, the way you rest your elbow on your knee, late at night, in the silhouette of one lamp. Your weight was left on me, impressed in my skin, embossed like a signature…I don’t even know you, but I know, I understand what I want. My want is in the negative, my need the positive. I want to not be lonely. I need to be loved.

~ by kevinthomas on March 17, 2009.