date night retrospective

Golden bar room I don’t see much of it

Sesame oil and tang popcorn chicken and honey mustard

We sit not touching saying the way we are when we have sex

A mix of honesty and aspiration

Here’s how I am how I operate what I can manage

Here’s what to expect and here’s what I need you to hear so that you will stay

Only when we make it home and chat nervous till we kiss and it does open

The cat performing her jealousy by scampering around

Bras off pants down the truth is reveled

I know where I lied where I reached for the waning moon pinned on the patient sky

I hold the gap between my artist's statement and my actual creation

I hold it between my hands and between my thighs