The dark is hot.
My heavy blanket making me sweat.
The agitated dogs breath in my loneliness.
Unfamiliar sounds haunt my kingsize bed reminding me of cookies on the curb and kisses on my Carmen Gia, hands holding my wrists and pulling me up the craters steps, sitting in the swing under the flowering almond tree drinking tequila, laying naked in the heated pool and talking to an invisible bird in my hand.
The rains comes to shatter fragments of times I can't remember. Times I'll never forget. Coming at me in strips like from a photo booth, my mom hopping around like a bunny for my entertainment, looking at my face melting in the bathroom mirror, my turn table spinning at the end of Blow by Blow before putting me to sleep, shaking my tambourine to let off steam and my boots on the dashboard irritating you on purpose.
The wind comes and blows today into focus.
Rainbows rise with the sun.
It's noisy in here.
The daylight is cool.
Pulling the blanks over my shoulders doesn't seem help. The Alert dogs exhaling my restlessness.
Familiar sounds encourage me from my bed reminding me of coffee to make and love notes to text, packing a cooler of tea and cheese for a day at the beach, walking backwards through the blowing sand, putting collars on the dogs and hiking in the fogs dripping nest.
The gusts settle along with my nerves reminding me to breath in his promises coming at me in waves, of going to Paris, of phone calls to hear my voice, of lovemaking starting in his eyes, a steady voice saying “You've never been safer.” and growing old.
Reminding me to breath out his love for all my days.