A Memory
A Memory
An unknown, innominate bench,
The place two bodies changed souls
With capricious hands,
All over the arcane matte
Not random
Not usual
Not just with anybody,
Tongues, trying to conquer unknown
Resting on the exchanged pair
Of mush delight.
A soft press
Blending into a wrestle.
No hand to hold
When I stood there today.

