Thank You For An August Night

Your long satin skirt is glittering with moonlight and rain, sparkling and flashing as you twirl, your boot heels clacking like castanets on the hot sidewalk til you fall into my arms laughing. And I catch you and bend you back like Clark Gable in Gone With The Wind and kiss you under the street light's indifferent smile. The air shimmers with steam and hope, and I can taste the sweat on your lips.

Back at home I can see the candle light reflected in your deep brown eyes, while you sit on the bed and so achingly slowly pull down the zippers on your boots. You toss them into the corner like an old lover's phone number, and stand on the bed dancing to Tift Merritt on the stereo, your feet in black fishnets making waves and tide pools in my dragon bedspread. Leap into my arms baby, I'll always catch y0u.

And now you're sleeping, your shoulder slowly rising and falling as you breathe in your dreams, dressed in one of my t shirts for a night gown, your hair spread in a quiet black prayer across the pillow. I'll lie down with you in a minute, and hold you til it's time for you to leave....