Smoldering - Danielle Bryant

[Larry Robinson]

Smoldering

I’m on the street
where you took me
in a summer of wildfires
we’d dined on red meat and
a white sickle moon 
cut into the dark
illuminating our innocence
it was simple at first
we found pleasure with
fingers searching for skin
beneath our clothes
you fragrant of dog
apricots and brine
our nails driving in and Hello
our mouths and tongues
tasting love
we mined each other tenderly
in the heat
our long limbs paused to stand
when we couldn’t
a handy chain link fence
helped us push closer 
into a mystery 
melting us
into something else 
brightening our path
of embers
into gold.

	- Danielle Bryant