Bed Breakfast

DATE: Mar 4, 2009   PHOTOGRAPHER: Alissa

NICOLELEE SAYS: “Our bed we live, our bed we sleep.
Making love and I become you.
Flesh is warm with naked feet.
Stabbing thorns and you become me.
Oh, I'd beg for you.

She holds my hand, we share a laugh.
Sipping orange blossom breezes.
Love is still and sweat remains.
A cherished gift, unselfish feeling.
Oh, I'd beg for you.

Pick a song and singe a yellow nectarine.
Take a bath, I'll drink the water that you leave.
If you should die before me.
Ask if you could bring a friend.
Pick a flower, hold your breath.
And drift away.”