255: I long to be home tonight and/slightly drunk...

I long to be home tonight and

slightly drunk

(on something sweet)

I long for some voice I need to hear

to sound just as I want to hear

it most

I long for them both--

to spend an evening in a conversation of discovery

sweet alcohol on our breath

and maybe some cheese on a plate

with salmon

and you

(whoever you are)

I can imagine the whole night

slowed down to elegance:

          the grace of your wrist as

          it performs a gesture

          to make a point

                     the dance of your laugh

                     as it turns from one color to the next

                     while it bounces around the room

                                 how it doesn't matter

                                 that we have never met before

                                 because we know each other anyway

O! my heart breaks for it, but it will not happen because I am out here

so far away from home

and silent

as only I can be

when I am off by myself

so I offer myself the dream of it

and my hunger for it eats it like a meal which has no calories

because sometimes imagining is not enough

the mind may believe

but the body knows

and it aches

for what is absent.

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