Ode to thee, Aid of Buoyancy
He sheds me with the rain,
with unspoken words of commitment hanging in the air,
he leaves when staying becomes strained,
he follows the waves.
And wakes for the day,
he wakes for the way he feels on his board,
moving through infinity with ease.
He plays for Nicholas,
but repeats his performances only for me.
I am his human summer home in the hamptons.
Located a little further south.
Waiting for him in the spring when he returns.
He doesn’t know he’s the only one I wait for.
He takes me off like a wet sandy towel.
Discards his board shorts,
and waits for me to clean myself,
before he soils me again.
This act takes six months to complete.
Opens legs,
closed mouths,
silent bodily conversations.
Two a.m. phone calls
waiting.
He says, just open the door and I’ll be waiting.
I am forever waiting.
with unspoken words of commitment hanging in the air,
he leaves when staying becomes strained,
he follows the waves.
And wakes for the day,
he wakes for the way he feels on his board,
moving through infinity with ease.
He plays for Nicholas,
but repeats his performances only for me.
I am his human summer home in the hamptons.
Located a little further south.
Waiting for him in the spring when he returns.
He doesn’t know he’s the only one I wait for.
He takes me off like a wet sandy towel.
Discards his board shorts,
and waits for me to clean myself,
before he soils me again.
This act takes six months to complete.
Opens legs,
closed mouths,
silent bodily conversations.
Two a.m. phone calls
waiting.
He says, just open the door and I’ll be waiting.
I am forever waiting.