i hear your champagne laugh you wear two lavender orchids one in your hair and one on your hip a string of yellow carnival lights comes on with the dusk circling the lake with a slowly dipping halo
and she’s in that magic trance my baby is swaying, eyes cat shut whiskers back and she smells like sex her skin is hot she’s smiling inviting me to dance and i say God Damn like the prayer that it is that first night in my place she was laying on my floor and she was pushing her hips into my carpet she was fucking me and we hadn’t even held hands