Sugar Free

No Fooling a Fish

Is that you?
A tender voice
Familiar

Your skin so soft
Often hot

A cloud around my mind
Of how I felt for you

The cloud vanishes

Suddenly you’re more than you seemed …
and less all at once!

It rained all last weekend
And the weekend before

The skies have cleared
Green buds pop on trees

Brilliant sunbeams
Bird calls slice the air
Tickling my eardrums

You often smelled good
Nice laugh, smile

Some of your words
Pleased me

Formed smokey clouds
That always vaporize

Above the tapestry
of space and time
That

Sometimes will lift you up
Where I can see you
And hear you

But never smell you
I know how your skin feels
I know what you mean
When you say what you don’t mean

Control slipped through your fingers

Your hold on me
A wrestling move
A headlock
On a fish
Without a neck

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