“Alarm Clock Song”

an ancient kiss
I miss the dreaming each night
with the closeness of heat
and the mystery of past lives
like calming waves
I stretch your skin
as the mellow songs begin
we sleep until morning
and the alarm clock’s roar
barely remembering the night before
keyboard serenades
pierce like soft razorblades
a memory sparkled
 I press rewind
 and listen again
 --august 20, 2002