Tonight is a night for secrets and stories
and perhaps...

I've always loved you--
your hands, your eyes...

Reflection.
An image...

I love waking up in the morning with you
I'll kiss you while I do my makeup...

Somewhere, perhaps California
there are lemon trees, full and green...

Wish
feel...

....such cold warmth
air rising...

Speak slowly to me
as you touch my lips...

I cry myself to sleep at nights
pretending with the lights turned out...

Mix it slowly-
silver spoon...

Laughing, laughing
spinning, shouting...

You remember that day,
the one where you showed up before the sun did...