chagall backdrop

Gonna roll
with the alcohol

did you miss me?

crisp, rolling
greens
I stumble down stairs
so gracefully

and catch you in
a sun-swept stairwell

deep kisses
right before our shift

I will taste you
all day long

you make my day
all day long

never been a woman
looked so good
in an escapade

aroma about your hair
like the sweetness of
new cut lawn

and your sex
burnt marshmallow
on the tips
of my being

I could just stop here
and make the poem complete

but I hate to call it
a night

are you with me babe?
press like if you feel me

Sunday
end of summer
2013
earth
first
and only
time around

would a soul kiss
really hurt
anybody?

Is there a lady out there
ready to bare
her cyber soul?

© Carlos Chagall, 2013