"Can you have passion without longing?" - I don't know, darling, I don't know.

Vulnerable, unsure,
Thought I saw just a glimpse.
And the person yet unformed,
Undecided is sweetness
So strong of arm and mind
And humor. Knowing the
Shoulds and finding them
Unimportant.

Restraint and the breath
Quickens, lightens,
Body tense, waiting.

Called a day early,
Saw a day earlier
Twice than planned.
Keeping tonight cause
Sleep is for the dead
And I in a semi-panic
More so restless than
Anything am settling
Into flesh too hot.

And days too busy,
And in need I found
Too many in need
And in need I alone
Time need for thought.

Smooth flesh unmarred
Eyes sparkling, mine
Are what they are
And are mine for a while.

Heart beating fast, I laughed full and deep.
Eyes sparkling, pulling into lines laughing,
He pushed and I back, eight-grade super-style
And in midweek I said next early week
Reasons too numerous to know then
But one the cycle. And since, one the wonder
If I would think of meanwhile, (yes) and one
The wonder if a call would come sooner.
(and the unknown caller asked “free early next week?”
to which I replied a simple, “yes”)
Mind wonders down a path better left not tread.
And yet in my heart no possibilities can I deny.
Tuesday, we’ll continue this then. Oh yes.
I sought him midday midweek of the time waiting.
Do I seek again on the morrow eve or can I wait
Just one more day?