monkeybutt

i'm after the sun. most of the people here won't figure me out. i once wanted you to come out here, once, but now the glass is fogged. you know the feeling.

remember when we ran across the field, full, sun, all around and about, we ran forever. i thought you were my only one. i thought you lasted on and on. i thought for days and your smell never left me. now i smell you. i smell lemon and sweetgrass and hope, i hope for neverending sweetness with you.

my candles all burned down now around the hall. i felt you once again fuzzed and drunk and smiling, all around me now. you were there for awhile, and i felt your lips pressing soft, pressing gentle like the misting rain on fingertips. now is the time when we part. you have been my sweet rolling hill, my lovely flowing river, full of frogs. you have been my forever.

i am not ready yet to say goodbye.