Friday, September 13, 2013

my fantasies of you are kind of blossoming tonight

there's pictures
flashing across your stomach
across your back
as you sit
or walk
or lay
shirtless

there's venturing out
across the ice
out from the cabin in the woods
maybe you've gained a little weight through the winter
but there's a smell of warming in the air
so crisp it cleans you
and i want you like the smell of the sun in the laundry