Friday, April 15, 2005

Up till one, couldn’t sleep
Though the need was strong
Felt someone restless
Then found the lizard online
But no, wasn’t him a stirring
In my bones, in the ache
Of the evening’s possession.

And a kiss sweet, tender
Like only girl can stir.
I am finding friendship
Where the cobwebs were.

Too tactilly for my own good.