Six Month Anniversary (Nocturne in Eb Major)

softest skin in the world
that i am touching
comes from Holland
fingers travel all over
unrestricted visas
over foreign countries
peaceful conquerors
equal dictators of passion

we sit on thrones to each other's
feelings about charged air
quick motions on flesh
little promises here and there
climbing hillsides and tumbling
down water slides of guiltless relief

slick my hair back and smoke
into the crisp night air that comes
into the windowless room, hovering
just above your body lit by
some ethereal light unaware of the sky
the sky is just an idea because it
it never gets away from you
after times like these it burns and struggles
i hope to tend it ever longer
each time you flash camera teeth, movie giggles

i went to the bank to take out
three dollars and i got
a giant collection of classical records
something to think about
to throw myself on and around
the cut of a delicate needle spins
the most beautiful song
that has not already been a cliche

octopuses in the fog take me back
to the landing strip and i pay them
with my own black blood i pay them back
for happy favors on thankful nights