1

 

She is beautiful and she needs me.

We are whole together and nothing can stop us.

Her eyes are white blue

like two tiny oceans

and rupture my soul when they look

at four in the morning

crying for insects

and packing a screen.

 

Her smile is a testament of bliss,

her kiss, a flowery touch,

an assuring thing

and all her faults are pure.

 

2

 

We sit by the sea.

We feel the beach on our feet,

her kiss on my neck.

Nothing to miss but the moment

and as it happens, happiness heaves

its pure milk on our new light.

 

I am elated by her presence

because she is beautiful and she needs me.

Her flesh grasp is my laughter,

her hair is of wiry yellow

 

she turns to me in slow motion,

waves a smile and tells me

she will always love me

 

and then I wake up.