august 19

that smell tonight,

i smelled it on your skin

and in the air around.

clear and crisp

biting through us,

a perfume without taste.

your hair, your skin, your touch:

the cool air of spring streams,

of fall.

that scent tonight

i sensed it on you

close and near –

a kiss across a room of

shadow people.

breathe inhale exhale

upon my naked body

shroud in dreams, desire.

the clear, cloudy, paranoid

evening of silent noisy

me and you and we

and the smell of


tonight i touched the sky;

the perfume chance

of imagination