ninety

I Will Remember the Kisses

I will remember the kisses

our lips raw with love

and how you gave me

everything you had

and I

offered you what was left

me,

and I will remember your small room

the feel of you

the light in the window

your records

your books

our morning coffee

our noons our nights

our bodies spilled together

sleeping

the tiny flowing currents

immediate and forever

your leg my arm

your smile and the warmth

of you

who made me laugh

again

by Charles Bukowski