Times like right now...

I have much on my mind these days and I'm having difficulty articulating the thoughts without sounding like I'm rambling. So to spare you the Mobius Strip of my mental journey...I'll leave you with this work. I wrote it awhile back.

Times like right now

It’s times like the very beginning of this poem
When I miss you near
I need to smell that space behind your right ear
I need your body within mine
My chest against your spine
Cold booty…warm crotch
Fall asleep on the couch
Its times like this line in the poem
When your crooked smile reminds me that every mile covered
is worth it…
security gates, long waits in line
red eye, sets too small, babies crying…
its worth it all
I need you closer,
So there is no delay.
When I make my way to the kitchen
and come back…
it’s funny how this room is gonna look in the morning
how do I know?
Its times like this line in the poem when I miss studying you
I actually enjoy homework (now)
Two words…new definition..
Like home training..
You have already met my mama
Been through all the drama already.
All ready?
Already to the line in the poem where I think that
I have stopped thinking about it…
And now feeling it..
Transcribing the simultaneous fleeting,
Beating like my heart when you’ve had your ( fill in the blank)
And I’m working on first.
Again the thirst is quenched
by sweat…glowing, drenched or otherwise wiser now
since this line reminds me we have things to do
as of yet…
do not forget your passport
stamped in all the right places
sun drenched faces in photos
“remember the time we snuck down…”
just grin…keep it inside
I can see it through your eyes
Bright as a Mensa member
We gon take a whole September and instead of watching leaves
fall, we’re going to touch ‘em all
corners and rounded
monuments and mountains
man….
It’s times like this line where I’d rather be interrupted
derailing my train of thought…
“yes, you can model what you just bought.”
No pardon, if I get caught staring
You be wearing it, on and off
Like the lights…I can’t decide
Only if you end up be-side
Because the a-side is scratched and played too much
Plus you like turning it over…
Anyway…any day you say….
Don’t wanna have to schedule off…for va-ca
I just wanna take it and take you
And I’ll keep taking whatever your giving
So I can put this pen down.