smooth and rough

“can’t stop”
we sing in unison
word by word
note by note
and it flows

our words mesh
like our hair
strands intertwined, leaning closer
tickle you
kiss you
smooth

smooth
unlike hours lost in the snow
falling -
in the mud
over our own feet
stumbling into dangerous conversations
the rough stillness of romance before initiation
praying for take-off

rough and smooth may be easily confused
In snow travels, she catches my interest
mud creates mud fights
and mud-covered clothing removal
each time we lose our footing
we only stumble into one another

wanderlust takes over our feet
feet on the ground
feet pitter-pattering around our brains
leads me to your front door

sitting on your bed
hours spent talking
squeezing tension between our fingers
tasting tender hesitation

smoothly
we collide
lips suck mine
open-mouth kiss chips my tooth
don’t tell her
kiss her again
again until six a.m.
until the smooth and the rough blend
tangy after taste leaves me thirsty for more