California No
You say intimacy breathes.
I drop in.
I know the sexiest
sentence there is—the most
erotic. I know it
like I know the last moment
wants to draw us
closest.
If we could say it doesn’t go—
plainly as that
knowing the most intimate
line there is
or I know
simultaneously
on so many occasions those
yes yes yeses almost
what they yesed—
Credit
Copyright © 2018 by Rae Gouirand. Used with the permission of the author. This poem originally appeared in Quarterly West Issue 94.
Date Published
07/02/2018