White Chocolate Mocha
for Shonni Curry

sweet you are
how sweet you were to me today

able to go/able to take me
from feeling I'm nobody
to knowing I'm somebody

lovely lovely
pretty pretty

my poetry likes to say things like
“I'll fuck you silly!”
I'll not let it

like a dog upon a leash
bark at you, leap up
leap out at you

calm and tame, I'll come with my dog
to escort you home

wearing your mini
a little tipsy
after beer consumed
after wine consumed
after dancing, winding
showing what you're made of

I'll want what's left, the rest of the night
something to do together
to make it half as cold
twice as warm as it is
these nights

not nights to be alone
chilly without Chi Tea Latte
without Hot Fudge Mocha

joker wants to poke a piece a log in the fire
fire in the fireplace
warm a cold living room

two sleep naked


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
12:39 a.m. 14.01.10