The Equation of Life

Work
And art
And lattés
Cafés
Street side poetry
And back alley
Gardening
Get in the jeep
Lets go north
For a weekend
Away from the everyday
Then back to it
In the city
I can’t live without it
Yoga
Climb
And
Eat
Sleep
Fuck
Then do it
All over again
You and me
Texting
And
Flirting
A few good selfies
With some skin
In the evening
Netflix on the front porch
And a drink at the corner
The salty taste of sweat
On your skin out
In the summer
Winter campfires
And snowboarding
Till the warmth comes back
Family life in the alley
Girls playing and laughing
Me cooking in the kitchen
The smell of tofu
And spices
And coffee is nice
And then some free time
every other week.
For you and me
Time enough
For the
Slouching
And the couching
Sex
Love
Pankakes
The occasional spaking
And going down
on you
in the morning.
And then sex in the shower
On the counter
Doesn’t matter
Grab a bite
And sip a quick sip
Make it just in time
To work
With the smell of you still all over.
Thats the equation life.
My life.
I look outside.
And 10 weeks
Feels like a lifetime
But it’s right there in the sky.

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Three AM Poetry (poem)

It’s 3AM
And I want to send you a text
Be that guy
For once
Only once
But I’ll be the asshole
Who turns this into a poem instead.

Seems like a lifetime ago
Since we spoke
Of your skin
On my skin
And the shape of your neck

I have that need
To skin my teeth
Gently
Into the edge of your thigh
And remember
How much you enjoyed it

Tried to forget
The way you prance
And moan
But nothing does it

Been waking in the middle of the night
Every night
For months at a time

Tonight is no different

3 Am and nothing does it
I force myself back to sleep
Dreaming
Thinking
Then 4
And 6 too
I give up and get up

Your skin
And your smile
The shape of your hips
And thighs.

Coffee’s ready by 6h30
I try to shake it off.
And get some breakfast going

“Fuck…”