Still in love with you
(for Nia)
your laughing lips opened me and i rediscovered
my child self delighting in the giddy delirium
of an innocent encounter with an adult experience
outside the restaurant i found the very wet
october rain was still summer warm when my
open-toe sandals sloshed through shallow puddles
with the undisguised glee of a five year old deliberately
trying to ruin a new pair of clunky old ugly dress shoes
afterwards the still moist night danced when i played the
majestic brazil of nascimento’s music over ‘oz radio airwaves
—milton’s sensual songs sent poetry ribbons pouring forth
from the grinning memory of my old mouth smiling now
about the sweet breath beauty i gladly and greedily tasted
upon savoring the caress of your casual see-you-later kiss
—kalamu ya salaam