smile

smile stealing
word junkie
slow climb in this world war
in the remembrance of me
so you’re skittish and wet
and all the while
wild for it.

i can’t travail this distance
between your hip bones
by sweet subservience alone
or by intimation
of the peak of your arched brow
and the crest of your bent knee
or even the softness of your inner thigh
on my cheek.

let’s rewrite petty history
or the a historical symbiosis between you
and any other.
for the matter at hand
is where mine rests
when you smile.