Always Saturday

Give me a small kiss
With the fullness of your lips
Just a little pinch of love
Like a tiny gift
Upon my mouth
So that I might know
The simple treasures of life
Like the daisy and the rolling stream
The bold river and the stars
Let me know that I am loved
And touch my cheek
With your fingertips
So that I may know this love is real
A fleshly thing to feel
And not hallucination
Wiggle you bright toes
And smile and laugh
So that I might see the sun
Show me your pouting lips because you want affection
Change the channel on the TV
Light a candle
Put a flower in a vase
And let me see your face
In the mirror with mine
After a shower
Put the pieces together
The puzzle
Of my broken heart
Lie with me under a tree in a park
Where strangers walk
Talk to me with your Latin mouth
And let me explain the words that we find
In the white mans dictionary
Tell me of your homeland
As we dream of babies
Let me feed you ice cream
Light my cigarette
Cry when you feel troubled
And lay your head upon my chest
Stretch before me denuda (nude/naked)
While I write a poem for you
Feed me shrimp
Because they taste delightful
But all the more so
Because they come from your hand
Curse when the Yankees lose
And laugh when the kittens play
Slap my face because you’re human
Let me know that you are real
Give me your mouth
In simple ways
With a kiss and with a soft
“I love you”
As your head rests on the pillow smiling
When I see the brightness of your eyes
Although the room is dark
And your eyes are shinning
And your mouth is smiling
And the sheets smell fresh
Except for a hint of the flesh
Because we made love on them
Tell me today is Saturday
Siempre (always)
When I awaken
And that there are no more Mondays
Tell me that you want to go to the beach
Or the zoo
And that my love for you
Makes your heart jump
Maybe we can fly a kite
While ugly people sit at desks and make phone calls
We can write a poem together
While the teapot begins to boil
And make love
At 1:34pm on Thursday afternoon
Then take a road trip
That lasts through most of the following week
Then kiss me on the cheek
As I drive down a new highway
Into freedoms open door
And let us explore this world
That we were begrudgingly born
Yet embrace with a suspicious smile
Let me smell you without a bath
On a camping trip
And let me build a fire for you
When the night is cold
Spread your wings in flight
This night
And let us love
Before we are old