I’ll Open the Window
I’ll open the window, she
said
The quiet will overtake us
Moans becoming chanted
prayers
The metronome of our hips
murmuring low rhythmic sighs
You will put your hand over
my mouth
To contain the night screams
I will become a diamond
beneath
the crush of your body
Sweat sliding skin on skin
riding river rock
Mute velvet howls lingering
in moon shadow
The silent explosions behind
our eyes
Imprisoned in shudders
I’ll open the window, she
said
If my parents are awake
I will say hello and
goodnight
But, they won’t smell the
fear and anticipation
clinging rainstorm hard to me
Won’t sense the vibrating
ache of longing
disguised behind my billboard
smile
They are so used to my lying
it has become a childhood melody
filled with half-forgotten
lyrics
It is a place I have felt
safe for too long
This door covered with the
whorls of childhood
A portal leading to stale
adulthood
A bedroom become a cold,
empty vacuum
yearning for the seduction of danger
I’ll open the window, she
said
I will close the door slowly
Then slip into bed
I will watch you climb in
like a thief ready to steal
what is already yours
Grey on grey
Phantom fingers whispering as
you undress me
Your hot breath staccato
against my neck
I will arch as your eagerness
presses into me
Lie to myself it’s the first
time
The curtains will dance
slowly to
the hint of a cool summer
breeze
The light of a billion hidden
suns will engulf us
And I will pretend that we
will never get old
or grow tired of one another
Make believe that I will stop
telling lies to strangers
I have known forever
I will open the window, she
said
So, one day
I can escape
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