last night

loss of words.
arms tight around
waists.
in backseats
giggling at the
meanings of stars.
(precious commodity...)
telling no one
of our games.
we're married
under our own name.
(we make things up
as we go)
need
not.
have
all.
want this only.

intoxicated-rightly.
(only off your breath)
and visiting the past
of hallways and cafeterias
--only sighted from the
parking lot--
( a new view)
more enchanting now...

and something ignites
like a buzzing of a fly
to land;
a connected kiss
only some will ever know.
( these eskimo kisses affected
by static.)

1am to wake
at 6;
1am to hit
snooze.
--red bull and naps
throughout the
day--
(worth ever missed
and absent wink.)