the coolness of clouds

i desire you
where sunlight finds no corners to hide
where the air
sways slowly snd is damp
like the curls of your hair at times
my hands
desire the embrace of your waist
to the point
where they curve under their own power
as i sleep
you've instilled in me
a somewhat melancholy mimicry
that comforts
on overcast days
but does nothing for clear and crisp nights
i desire you
but i am content for now
with the memory of your waist
and your words
and your scent.

5.16.11